My aunt from San Francisco is a creative writer and she’s here for a 5 day visit. I’ve been overhearing a lot of conversations here and there. Apparently she wrote a fictional short story which was published in a US magazine. Quite Funny cos it was based on her ex highschool boyfriend. By some strange coincidence, they had met up and talked about the past *gossip* That’s what I gathered.
Aunt (to mom): do you remember seeing a bunch of roses on our front door , 18 years ago?
Mom: Oh yes I do. But I thought it was a surprise from Luis (my dad who was mom’s bf back then) since he always does that.
Aunt: Oh you did. No wonder. All these years, he had been pissed that I never acknowledged it.
Me (thinking): Geesh what if that happens to me and my ex-love digs up our past? AFTER 18 YEARS!! Talk about closure now, if ever.
