The Preparation

By around 04:45 PM, Nana Lolita started preparing for the barbecue and bonfire later. I saw her cutting and marinating almost all kinds of meat – pork, beef, and chicken. I helped her do it, and it was fun. It makes me miss my mom.

"Why the sad face, senorita?" Nana Lolita said.

I forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, Nana Lolita. What should we do after?" I replied.

"A face like that doesn't mean nothing. Are you missing your family?"

I paused and said, "Yes, I do. But I don't think I will see my family again."

"Why?"

"My mom and dad are both dead. My brother, I don't know if he is alive. He asked me to run to save myself while he tried to fight ten members of my pack. I don't think he will survive, though I am still hoping."

"Oh! You poor soul! Those who tried to harm you are a disgrace of our kind. They should be ashamed of themselves. I wanted to hug you, but my hands are dirty."

"That's okay, Nana Lolita. I feel better now."