Chapter Twenty-seven

When the twins woke up in the morning and discovered Greg and Jenna were no longer there, they both cried. I was hugging Thor, and Eugene was hugging Loki. We're sitting on the sofa, comforting the two boys who are now in distress.

"Shh, boys, stop crying already... your throat might hurt if you keep crying like this," I said as I patted Thor's back as his sobs became more intense.

"Will Kuya Gweg return here?" Loki asked, his voice hoarse.

I wiped Loki's tears away with my cheek. My poor babies... hearing their cries makes my heart ache.

"I don't know, baby, but we don't know... maybe someday Kuya Greg and you will meet again in some other places. Kuya Greg just left to live somewhere far away from here, but that doesn't mean he's completely gone, right? There's still a chance you and Thor will meet him. Soon babies..."

"How soon is that?" Thor asked.

"We don't know when, son," Eugene replied, "but remember that even if a friend leaves, the bond and memories you create will last for