"Knock Knock!" We looked at the door at once. "Good day." I smiled when I saw Jr. standing and carrying Tupperware and a bag. I was not surprised to see him because he was with those who picked me up at the airport.

"Jr., come in." Dad invited him.

"Thank you," he said then went inside and went straight to the kitchen with us. “I brought dried fish from Batanes, Clark brought it from his aunt. I would like to give it to you. I also cooked others for breakfast.”

“Oh, that's right! Give me and we will eat.” said papa then took the first one.

"How's jetlag?" Jr asked...