January 2012
4 posts
Smell
My dad was in the study, and I was in the dining room. He was working, and I was studying. I pull out a batch of newly baked bread, pain au laite, it’s called in my pretentious baking book. I sit back down and read, and out of nowhere my dad says: “Ang bango naman niyan” (That smells good) and I laugh.  He, then, goes back to work, and I go back to studying. In separate...
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