We packed our things, not too many. Manuel didn't have much equipment so he only carried one bag and my shoulder bag.

Before we went home, Mama Cora invited us for lunch. I could hardly breathe as we stepped into their hall. .the fresh air blown my hair. Manuel straightened my hair and kissed me on the forehead.

"Shall we commute?" I will ask.

He shook his head and looked at the cellphone, "

Yeah, "

Mama Cora's eyes were sad while papa was talking.

"Will you visit again son?" .mama Cora and held my hand.

I nodded to them, "Yes, we have some fixes in Manila and besides, Manuel...