Actually, it was not only Rosetta who was baffled by this but also the middle-aged ladies who sold their products. A few customers looked their way as well. Some that stood and prayed near the stands where the candles were lit were also disturbed.
Yuri pulled more thousand-peso bills from his wallet when Rosetta suddenly held his hand, while the sellers watched with interest. Some even commented and murmured to each other and chortled softly.
“What are you doing?” she whisper-yelled, giving him a slight frown.
“I’ll buy all the candles here,” he said with irreproachable expression in his eyes.
“No, you can’t do that. Other people will come and buy candles. You have to think of others, too, Yuri,” she reasoned.
“It’s almost evening. Maybe there aren’t too many who will come by to buy a
