I regret having that second cup of coffee earlier. Now I’m restless.
The wind cries out tonight, signaling their entrance. My pulse is as fast as a racehorse. This will already be our fourth meeting but my palms still get clammy every time.
October 13 Today I had few customers. My mini physical shop is just a month old so I guess my ‘army’ of loyal buyers haven’t had the chance to visit here.
My mom always said to me that I was a very imaginative 4-year-old. That everything I told her was all in my imagination.
Lola Myrna is a soft-spoken 70-year-old woman who lives with her toddler grandson, Jimboy. She has ash-gray hair, and she keeps mostly to herself. Lola is well-known in their neighborhood for adoring only two things in this world: her garden and her only grandson.