I press the back of my mother’s hand on my forehead and greet, “Ma, good morning.”
After I argued with Nathan, I went home to tell Luis. He seems happy about it as if I’ve done something good for our relationship. So, I didn’t waste time. I asked to visit my mother who texts me that she misses me.
My mother looks at my paper bag and asks, “You’re going to cook for lunch?”
“I can’t?”
“Of course, you can. But it’s weekend, ain’t Nathan coming to cook?”
I swallow. “About that…”
“She told Kuya Nathan that they’re no longer friends and he can’t come here anymore,” Gerald interjects.
I look at him. He’s by the door, taking off his shoes, and is very sweaty. “Where have you been? Basketball court?” I ask.
“You fought?” my mother interjects, shifting the focus back to me.
“Somewhat. Lui
