The sky has turned ORANGE and we've been on the road for several hours but I just keep crying. The taxi I was riding stopped so I looked at the driver.

"That's it, Ma'am. It's still far from Manila, but if you want to go further, you can get on that pier" while pointing to the one in front of us.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I'll be late because I'm on the way back."

"It's okay brother. Wait a minute" I took five thousand and handed it to the driver. "Thank you, be careful on the road."

"Oh ma'am that's too much." I tried to smile at him and refused to...