Chapter 16
ON SUNDAY, Zoilo's voice woke me up from a deep sleep. "Zai, wake up, baby! Let's go to church today—" He knocked on the door three times. I also heard the door opening and its footsteps open. "Wake up!" My brother pulled out my blanket wrapped around my body.
"Old man, what the heck! I'm still sleepy," I said as the prevented the separation of my blanket from me.
"You're the only one who hasn't prepared. Let's go to church."
"Where are we going?" I have no such questions. I got up to get the pillow that I put on my face and then lay down again.
"In Cavite."
I removed the pillow and ripped my strands of hair from my face. "What?"
"I said we are going to Cavite. Aunt Clara was at home as well as in the orphanage that she owned," he said. "Get up. We will wait for you downs
