JORDAN had been transferred in a single room. I was at his side holding his hand when Dra. Samonte came in. She was wearing her doctor’s gown, eyeglasses, and her long untouched grey hairs was tied down neatly. I remembered my strict highschool physics teacher in her who nearly flunked me.
May mga ngiting nilapitan niya ang walang malay na apo. Buong pagmamahal na hinaplos ang pisngi. Sinuri ito pagkatapos.
“H-how is he?” I couldn’t help but ask.
“He’s tough. Aaminin kong nakuha niya ang trait na iyon sa iyo. You are his mother after all.”
Hindi ko alam kung ano ang ibig niyang tukuyin, pero nasiyahan ako sa narinig.
“Leave my son alone, Kayla.”
I held my breath. My eyes stayed on Jordan’s face. Hindi ako kum
