Chapter 42

"Sir, Ms. Trisha is outside. Gusto raw po niya kayong makausap," imporma sa akin ni Christine nang sagutin ko ang telepono. 

Ibinaba ko ang hawak na cellphone na kanina ko pa tinititigan. It was a photo of Fem and I with our tongues out. She insisted to take it after we failed in attempting to bake some cookies. Flour is all over our faces while we posed for a shot. I never knew it will be our last memory together. After that stint in the airbase, she disappeared like a bubble without even a single trace. It's been two weeks and I can't reach her. No calls and no texts. 

Umuuwi ako ng pad sa nakapahungkag na pakiramdam. Wala nang sasalubong sa akin para awayin ako kung bakit hindi niya mabuo-buo ang mga puzzles. Wala nang naghihilik tuwing gabi at lalong wala na akong kadebate. 

All because of something I don't know.

"What is it that she wants this time? Tell her I'm busy."

&nbs