It's the first part of a story I'm writing. I'm not sure how it will turn out though.
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Flames fumed, covering her lovely face with transparent smoke. I was surprised to see her smoking. But then again, it's been 15 years since we last saw each other. We sat in silence watching the busy street of Makati. She was deliciously savoring the awkwardness. She always sees through me, peering into my eyes then scavenging into my emotions and thoughts. At least this didn't change.
She put out the short cigarette on the silver table. That's approximately 5 minutes of complete silence; except for the short puffs she made. I was waiting for her to talk. But instead she smiled and took another stick. I watched her fluid motion. I observed that she've grown older and more fragile. Her laugh lines reflecting permanence, wrinkling the slope of her shrunken eyes. Her lips darker, probably from burnt nicotine, yet her teeth flashed the same whiteness reminding me of my childhood.
She yawned warning me to speak up first. I indignantly looked away, stupidly peeking a garbage bin as a focal point of my stare. She felt my dissappointment, and her yawn turned into a laughter.
"Gago", was all she said.
I laughed in approval. It was an uncontrallable barking laughter, which made the people from the other table look. She joined my laughter with an uncontrollable fit, and exhaled interval smokes making her look like a loud train engine. We were making a happy scene, one that you'd only see in silent movies.
Her cellphone rang.
It was time to go again.
She got up and drank what's left of her frappucino. She took out a 500 bill from her wallet, and graciously folded it on the table. I was trying to do the same thing, but based from her gesture, she'd rather I cut the gentleman crap. Besides, we were trying to be ourselves again.
"You take care", I sadly said. She nodded in response and was gone, heading the exit, before I could even mutter her name.
It was the last time I saw my mother alive. It wasn't lung cancer or old age, the doctor said. She died simply from sadness. We made a happy scene though - one that you'd only see in silent movies.
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