“Manang Evy! Mang Ben!”, I exclaimed as I hugged them tight. They stood at the wooden gate. I really didn’t mind the heat of the sunlight.

“Your skin will get darker!” Manang Eve asserted.

As I let go of their hugs, they immediately handed me a paper bag. I was stunned as I saw what’s inside, my favorite rosy slipper.

“Thank you so much Manang Evy! Anyways, how’s Papa and Mama? Are they fine? They haven’t texted or called me for days.” The two oldies glanced at each other and smiled.

“Of course they’re fine. They’ve been busy working for your country club. In fact, they wanted you to go...