CHAPTER 22: The unexpected visitor

DAYS went by, and today is our fourth day here in Arayat, Pampanga. Nakakapagtataka na makitang nagkakagulo sa labas especially sa covered court.

My eyebrows knotted when I spotted two pickup trucks and a familiar black mercedes benz in front of the court. The people, whether young or old, are lined up inside the court as if there's a celebrity inside.

"Doc! Good moning po," sabay-sabay na bati sa'kin ng mga student nurse nang makita nila akong papalapit sa pwesto nila.

My lips peal a smile. "Good morning. . . What's happening in the court? May artista ba? Bakit ang daming tao sa loob?"

They glanced at each other before they turned at me, smiling. "Hindi po artista pero mukha pong artista! They're having feeding program po,"

My heart melts at that thought. "Really?"

"Opo, dra. . . May feeding program po sa covered court,"

"Oh," namangha naman ako. "Should we help them?" I asked.

"Sige po, dra. . ."

We sauntered inside the covered court, and the first thing I saw was the logo of the