I just saw Virgil sitting inside his dark blue, four-door Honda Accord a few minutes ago. This was after I opened my window and pulled up the dark-wooden, blinds all the way up. I hollered out the window in the hopes that Virgil might have overheard me say that he should move out of his mother’s life – twice or at least move to the Philippines, where I’d like to live the rest of my life, away from Amerika!
I ran down stairs to tell Maw if she wanted to talk to the boy. But because Paw already told him off the other day, she made the face of disgust and didn’t want to say anymore. I tried to remind her of people she had helped in the past: Nati, Fe, Eden, etc. all of whom rang our doorbell.
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