Chapter 11

CHAPTER 11

She was on her seventh birthday dressed with floral blouse that is her favorite, a gift from her Dad. Her school mates and friends were happily singing happy birthday. Her mother Divina almost adore her little child while chatting with friends.

“Blow the candle baby. Come on Samantha blow it.” Her mother was saying with her high pitch voice betraying such happiness as a mother.

She was hesitant. She looked around for her Dad. She was hoping that the new big teddy bear promised to her will be delivered personally.

“Make a wish, Samantha. Blow it.” Her friends more excited than her shout in unison. Once again she looked at the door’s direction hoping that her Dad will walk thru. “Blow it Samantha, your Dad will not come.” Her mom whisper.

“He promised mom.” She said flatly almost in tears.

“He will not come. I told you.” Her mother shouted at her. The expression suddenly changed. The face was a picture of so much anger. The eyes burning with rage. She was taken aback by surpr