Epilogue

Five years later.

Asher stood aside with a ball in his hand watching the playing kids. He wanted to join them but he doesn’t know how to. No matter how hard he tried, it was always hard for him to make friends and it was because of his stupid temper. “Hey,” he heard and glanced aside to see Anita, the only one that could stand being close to him without a worry in the world.

“Hey,” he muttered, glancing down at his ball.

Anita walked up to him and glanced at the children as well, “let’s join them.”

“I can’t,” he whispered.

“Why?” she asked and when he didn’t answer, she sighed. “Asher, you shouldn’t always be like this. Yes you have a temper but that doesn’t mean you have to shut yourself out. We all have a temper. Yesterday, I bit Loila for taking my candy, my daddy said I should try to control my temper and isn’t it the same thing your mommy tells you?”

Asher glanced at the girl, “your daddy really said that?”

“Uh-huh. Everyone has their temper and we all have to learn to control it