Chapter 23: Whispers in the Wind

A bird perched on the branch of a mango tree just beside a nest was looking up to the sky. It was Lupita. It was the mango tree right in the vicinity of the Philippine Pet Rescue Center. She had set up camp right there so she could be close to Polly. But eversince they took him inside, she had never set eyes on her friend. She always wondered what could have happened to him. For a brief moment, Polly had kept her company. He would dance every time she would sing and he always lent an ear whenever she felt like telling tons of stories.

She was looking up praying that Polly was just inside having the time of his life - lots of food, lots of attention and, the care he always needed, wanted and deserved.

“Oh, Polly, I wish you are okay. I wish you are steps closer to your dreams of finding that person you will love for the rest of your life.”

Somewhere in the Philippines, Reggie was looking up to the sky by his window. The stroke he had months b