Wednesday morning, we went to tingin's place to go support his family. there was my dad and some of his friends here in Jamestown. Chuck's dad, Boi Rabor then approached our table and asked if we want to drink. we all know what our answer was so he bought us cases of beer. vior, jerik, naner, manyak, oca and I went down with it and enjoyed every bottle that was opened. well, not for jerik and oca, they refused to drink. we were there playing cards, laughing our asses off, as if we were happy that someone died. that's just us. now i miss the days when the gang was still complete and we will go to some dead neighbor and we play cards and have the loudest laughs because of some good jokes. anyways, we finished drinking at around 5:30am. it was another thursday morning. vior, pakaw, damboy, insik and i were the only ones left so we decided to transfer at the Puerto Suerte lantay. damboy left with his girl cuz he was already drunk. pakaw went home so it was insik and vior who went with me at the lantay. insik decided to buy some smoke at Rose's store and when he went back, he brought along a sad news.
"patay na si ma'am grace" he said.
"klaru diha sik!".
a yawning yort came out and when he joined us at the lantay, we told him that ma'am grace died. the first word he said upon waking up was, "kayata!". yan-t then confirmed that ma'am already left for good. teary-eyed, vior bowed his head as i punch a wood in the lantay. "sayoha ra oi!", we both said.
ma'am grace succumbed to liver cancer. a woman that isn't fond of drinking and smoking but she still got the big C. it's just so not right huh? it felt so weird when we heard the news cuz we spent all night drinking. "kita ani, taasa pa natog laktonon oi.", vior uttered a comment. the truth is, we don't know. maybe we get our chance to taste death tomorrow, today, next week, next month... who really knows? if it's our time, it's our time.
after some time, we got the news that her remains can be viewed at St. Francis homes down in highway. it will be viewed once because the body will go back to her hometown, moalboal. last night was our chance to see our beloved friend, so the jamestown boys went to see our ma'am for the last time. the bystanders from Rose's Store arrived. we said goodbye to ma'am grace.
i can still hear her call me, "tabachoi!". thanks for the memories, ma'am!
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