My Boss, My Husband
I said as I reached for her phone.
“Uhm, excuse me, Ma’am. You know, you look very familiar to me. I just want to ask, do you recognize Roberta or Roberto Dela Cruz?”
My eyes widened as I remembered who I am talking to right now. "Oh, brother Simon?"
“Yeah, it’s me. Roberta's sister's husband.”
“Whoa! Did I mention, I seem to know you but then I just ignored you, sorry.”
“No worries, Tamara. I’m glad you can still remember us. It’s been a while since the last time I saw you with your friends Roberta and Aira,”