Dianne married Lance Anderson for two years. It would have been three, but they chose to wait a year because Lance didn’t have a best man. Lance didn’t want any other best man. He only wanted his brother, Gabriel. Dianne gave birth to a lovely daughter, who is three years old. It turned out she was pregnant before Anna went away.Dianne named her daughter Annie as a tribute to Anna, her best friend. Annie is just like Anna. In her early years, she’s been brave and carefree. She doesn’t like the smell of her mother’s tea but she’s addicted to the smell of her dad’s coffee. Surprisingly, Annie also likes cheese and grapes. She reminds Dianne so much of Anna.Dianne was five months away from her second baby with Lance. I’m thinking of naming him after Gabriel but she wasn’t sure if Lance would allow it.Gabriel thought he couldn’t make it without Anna, but turns out he could. He realized more people are willing to stay beside him, even in his darkest times. It’s a good thing he has Lance
December 2002.It is the time for presents - Christmas Eve. I am in Paris with family and friends. The kitchen’s buzzing with people, cooking. The family room is decorated with brightly colored lights. The gifts were over flowing under the lit Christmas tree. My favorite part of the house during Christmas time is the dining room where we sit down beside each other and enjoy the food with high spirits.
It is ten o’clock in the morning. Anna is just staring at her room’s white ceiling – thinking about many things, when her mobile phone rang. She did not feel like moving, but she has to take the call. She knows how it feels when someone does not answer the call."Who could this be?" She said under her breath."Badtrip! Abala naman!" she said as she st
It was a thirty minute drive, from her mom's house to the Anderson Company. She made it just in time and have five minutes to freshen up. The building has this serious feel – nakakakaba at parang gusto na n
"Ma! Nandito na ulit ako!" Sigaw ko."I'm in the kitchen."She knows what would interest me. I made my way to her kitchen. It was dim lighted, only the light of the chandelier.
"Oh dear. I have to decide until this afternoon," shehid myself under the covers."Ano ba yung naaamoy ko? Ang bango."--
FIVEDumiretso siya sa ground floor, she’s looking for Miss Jean. She couldn’t leave without thanking her. She decided to wait a few minutes just in case she sees her. Ten minutes passed, she felt it was time to go. She was about to leave when someone called her."Ms. Miller," the voice came from behind her.
"Sure. Tara sa baba?" pag-aaya ko kay Dianne."Sige. Gusto ko ng hawaiian pizza, madaming pineapple."Kung hindi ko siya kilala, I might think na nababaliw siya. Kanina umiiyak, tapos ngayon parang bata na nagrerequest sa mama niya kung ano ang gusto niya for dinner. But I know her, alam ko may tinatago siya. It's her way of keeping her thoughts inside her head."Anna?" tawag niya sa akin after ko tumawag sa pizza shop."Hmm?""Are you sure you're okay?" she asked me."Oo naman. Bakit?""Wala lang. Just making sure na okay ka."Dianne hugged me so tight. I know she's really worried. I couldn't blame her. I know she can see it in my eyes. Sabi nga nila, 'eyes are the window to the soul'.Ding dong!Dumating na ang pizza na inorder namin. Just as Dianne wanted, maraming pineapple. Tuwang tuwa naman ang bruha dahil halos di na makita ang crust dahil sa dami ng pineapple. Tahimik kaming kumain, paran