죽고난 후 후회 Mga Nobela at Kwento

That the whole day was gone from her memory and she was sorry. I had looked at her face when she said it and I had not known what to do with what I felt. I had let it go eventually. People couldn't be blamed forever for what they did as frightened children and maybe she had been too afraid and maybe the head injury had been real. I had forgiven her. But Dorothy had stayed, and that had weight. That would always have weight. I reached for the bottle and poured another glass.