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MARAI've been running back and forth, taking orders, serving food, and cleaning the table since my shift started. We were five servers during this shift from twelve noon to eight in the evening, the busiest hours of the day in the diner, but I think our boss needs to hire another server during these hours. We couldn't even sit even a minute except when it was our break, and my legs were killing me. "Mara, table seven. Move faster. Can't you see there's a lot of customers waiting for their order?" Our manager said, glaring at me. Sometimes, our manager is so mean, but I endure it. It was hard to find a job here in the city, and It took me a few weeks to get this job; if ever I was fired here, I would need a few weeks again before I could find another job, and I don't have any savings left."Coming." I moved here to the city three months ago after I finished my studies to find a better job. I don't have any relatives, and I don't know anyone here, only Jared, my boyfriend, but I don't
MARA It's been three weeks since I brought Grandpa home, and no one has been looking for him. What kind of family does he have? Aren't they worried about him? If whether he is still alive or dead? What kind of family are they? I found out that Grandpa has Alzheimer's because a few days ago, I saw him pass out again. So I brought him to the clinic, and the doctor told me about his illness. I'm now running out of money. I used some of my savings to pay for Grandpa's check-up and bought his medicine. His medicine is not a joke at all; it's expensive, and the doctor said it's dangerous to skip drinking it since he already did for more than two weeks.I sighed. I can't bear to kick Grandpa out of my apartment as well. I asked him where he lived, but he said he forgot even his name he forgot. The only thing I know about him is that he has a grandson named JayJay, but how could I find him when I don't know his surname as well?I knocked on the door again when I got no reply, with my heart
MARA It's been a week since I saw Grandpa. I missed him despite the fact he only stayed with me for three weeks. I missed the funny thing he did whenever he couldn't remember me. Every time I stepped inside the door, he would ask who I was, and then he will stay in the corner, with his eyes following me as if I would attack him any chance I had.I would chuckle, stealing glances at him once in a while, and, at the same time, sad because I knew the reason why he was acting like that. It was the woman that beat him. He was traumatized and scared that he thought I would hurt him like that woman did. That's why he stayed in one corner for over an hour until he remembered me.I wondered if he was like this in his home whenever that woman was around—just imagining him crying while the woman beating and pulling his hair angered me. I always let him be and waited until he remembered who I was, and once he did, he would rush to me and hug me and say welcome home, pretty good lady. I'm sorry I
"Grandson?" The word echoed inside my head. I tried to step back, but Grandpa's arms prevented me from moving. Does that mean he is Jay Jay? But what if he is pretending? Grandpa said he didn't know him. What if he is a bad person? I need to confirm if he is his grandson."How could you be his grandson? He said he doesn't know you.""Miss, he is his grandson. Grandpa has Alzheimer's, and that's why he forgets him once in a while." The guy with him said. But I'm still not convinced."If you are his grandson, what does Grandpa call you?" I asked. I'm sure only his grandson knows about it. If this guy is a fake one, he wouldn't know."Jay Jay," He replied. I gasped and quickly bowed my head."I'm so sorry, sir. I thought you were a bad person. I want to be sure." I explained."I want to talk to your manager." He said, and my eyes widened in fear. What is he planning to do? Is he going to ask my manager to fire me? The way he dressed, and the way he looked, he seemed a powerful man, and I
MARA"About a few weeks ago, when I was away. Is there something that happened?" Jay Jay asked casually, leaning on the couch with Grandpa beside him while I just stood behind Grandpa. Everyone looked nervous instantly, and their eyes darted everywhere but him."Babe! A woman's voice said, and I looked up to see a beautiful woman wearing a black dress that showcased her stunning body figure. I'm sorry for not informing you, babe. I also told the helpers not to tell you because I know you have an important business, and I'm sure you'll come back as soon as you find out that Grandpa ran away again. I searched him silently. I told the authorities not to report it but asked them to keep searching for Grandpa.""But still, you should tell me. What if something happened to Grandpa? What if bad people got him, recognized him, and asked for money, like what happened a year ago?" He angrily said."Sorry, babe, it didn't cross my mind. I thought he would come back soon or we could find him soon
The following morning, I woke up at six in the morning. I quickly take a bath and put on the extra clothes that Cassy gives me. I blow dry my hair and tied it in a high ponytail. After that, I went to Grandpa's room to check on him. I smiled to see that he was still sleeping. I went downstairs to the kitchen to prepare Grandpa's breakfast. "Good morning, Nana." She's in the kitchen together with the chef. "Good morning, Mara. Come. Every morning Sir Phil wanted someone to read a newspaper for him while he was eating, and after that, he needed to walk for thirty minutes in the garden behind the Mansion, and after that, you prepare his bath. It would be best to eat first because he will wake up at eight. "Okay, Nana.""Sit down. I'll prepare your food.""No need, Nana, I can do it.""Just sit down." She firmly said, and I gave in and settled in one of the seats. She took a plate and went into the kitchen. A few minutes later, she came back carrying the plate, and she placed it in fron
MARAI went out of Grsndpa's room and went to mine, and took a bath. I sweat when we walk into the garden earlier, so I must bathe again.After bathing and dressing up, I went back to Grandpa's room, and I saw him already dressed up, but his hair was still dripping. "Sit down, Grandpa. Your hair is still dripping wet." He settled on the edge of his bed without arguing, and I quickly took the hairdryer and blew dry his hair."Grandpa, tomorrow I'll cut your hair, okay? It's already long.""You know how to cut hair?" "Yes, before I have a part-time job in a salon. I also know about manicures and pedicures. I'll clean your nails tomorrow as well.""Okay." He said, grinning. When his hair is dry, I brush it and return the hairdryer to the drawer."Where is your shoe, Grandpa?""In there." He pointed to a door on our right side. I quickly went to it and slid the door open, and my eyes widened to see a huge collection of different brands and kinds of shoes."Grandpa, you have lots of shoes
We arrived home past five in the afternoon because of traffic, and I was nervous when I stepped out of the car and saw Sir Jayson standing at the front door waiting for us. Why is he home? He said last night that he would be home late. Why is he here now?"Jay Jay, your home." Grandpa grinned and quickly went to him as soon as he stepped out of the car."My meeting was canceled. That's why I'm home early, Grandpa. Why are you back just now? It's almost six.""We caught in traffic," Grandpa replied. " Can I talk to you?""Let's go inside first." Sir Jayson led him into the living room, and I followed them."Jay Jay, can I ask you a favor?" I want to ask you now because I might forget it later.""What is it, Grandpa?" He asked softly. I noticed that when it comes to his grandfather, Sir Jayson is so soft, like a marshmallow, and I could see he cared for his grandfather so much. That's one of the many things that were admirable about him."Mara's neighbor needs a job. His wife takes care