CARL
A picture fell from the envelope. It landed face down on the table, hiding itself from Carl’s eyes. Walang halong pagmamadaling pinulot ‘yon ni Carl, para lang mabigla sa nakita. Kilalang-kilala niya ang mukha ng batang nasa larawan. Parang tubig, unti-unting dumaloy sa alaala niya ang tagpong kakabit ng larawang ‘yon.
The boy was wearing his white and blue uniform, face scowling as his mother rumpled his shoulder length hair. Tanda niyang matindi ang pagpoprotesta niya nang sabihin sa kanya ng ina na kailangan na niyang magpagupit. Yes, the other two people in the picture were his deceased parents.
They were younger in the image. Ang nakakatawa pa, araw-araw niyang nadadaanan sa lobby ang blow-up pictures ng mga magulang pero wala man lang alaalang na-trigger sa kanya. He felt li
