Broken Strings – Chapter 10
MELISSA QUIZON
“Reid…” I continued to caress my son’s back as he cried on my shoulder.
He could not accept that he had lost. Until we got here to the house he was still crying. As his mother, I can feel my son’s grief. We sat on the sofa and because I was carrying him, he landed on my lap.
ost, but I can’t tell him that the winner is really good, because I know he’
!” He said between sobs.
baby,” I said softly.
ve him a soft kiss on the cheek. “It’s okay to lose, at least you made someone happy because she won. And She should even be sad because you cr
?”
”
omise.”
get my mind off what had happened earlier.
omb. I have the urge to brush the strands out of his face.
s the right age, I will explain everything to him.
remember the pain Wright caused. I don’t want to see him again. I do not want to be hurt anymore.
tic once again. He can smile again as if nothing had happene
ruz said, his smile is flirtatious.
nthia’s shoulders. “Be a good girl, Cynthia.”
ld on the forehead before leaving.
ely withdrew.
t next to her cousin.
took a deep breath before closing the door and walked towards the front of the blackboard. I really only need patience in my job. Since this is a
zon.” My students greeted me warml
years old, so it requires a lot of patience.
he stared at me and then made a face.
e’s just a child, Melissa. Yeah, and so does Chuckie.
u recite your poem?”
you just read it, don’t be lazy. You’re not at our
id this child grow horns? I think Cynthia’s family is facing some problems, so I s
stood up. “Hey, Cynthia,
n’t you notice? He’s attracted to my Dad! Gold digger!”
bottom society is a gold digger? They have not touched mud, they have not sniffed dust, why are they like this? They have money but they don’t have a kind heart.
n and looked sadly at her. “Cynthia, I’m not attracted to your Dad.”
iar.”I saw the escape of tears in her
line up. I caressed her soft and slippery hair tied with a red ribbon. “I’m telling the truth. Your Dad loves you and he loves your Mom too. Cynthia, your Dad wants you to have a lot of friends here at school, so he told me to keep an eye on you. Me, I’
Really?”
on her cheeks. I was surprised when she hugged me tightly. “I’m sorry, Miss Qui
our class.”
by other people.
a became active in class. Many also admire her musical experiences. I taught
d towards it and opened it.
u—” His eyes widened. “M-Mel
the door shut and my other students were startled.
ast and uncontrollable beating of my heart!
tion.
ion.
bortion.
ove left for him since the day he wanted to abort our child. He has no space in my heart.
face. Then the door opened again.
new student?”
it, no, I don’t care.
t be affected.
gain.
y, cute girl.”
up at Wright and immediately hid behind him as well. “
eart out. Why am I feeling relieved?
ne up. He placed his hand on the child’s head. “You don’t have to be, Bobbie. Look at your teacher, does she look scary to you?”
shyly waved. “H-Hi.”
ice to meet you, Bobbie.”
but she stopped and turned around. Only Bobbie turned around, not me.
girl, Bobb
d and then looked up at m
smile then pulled the seat next to a boy.
e door. When in class, the door must always be closed to avo
lunch. I took all my belongings and walked towards the door. There was no one outside, not even a sign that Wright was there. I took a de
I looked around.
’s the frame that Reid gave me on my birthday last year. It was as if I was drenched in cold water when I realized what picture was posted there.
at with Jollibee.
old you that you come here?”
ers not to come here because I want to talk to you.”
be joking! After so man
m.
reath. “I want us to talk.”
t want to talk to a sinner
at him sharply. “Hands. Off.”
us. “Tell me, the boy in the picture, is he