"Alas nueve. Palaging alas nueve ang uwi ko. Pero sa araw na ito, nahuli lang ako ng sampung minuto... malaking pagbabago na kaagad ang sinalubong ko. Oo, tama ka. Nahuli ako. Nahuli..." ____________________ There's a fine line between the past and the present. There's this thin line that separates love from our illusions. But how does one know he's already crossed it? Witness Kenny, and his story that draws this fine line...