SOUTHBESIDETHESKY, Chapter 18: Every Morning
I looked up at the sky again, unsure how many times I had done this already today, before bringing my gaze back to the front, zipping up my jacket as I felt the air getting colder.
Rain is about to fall…
After receiving a call from an unfamiliar number and discovering it was my father’s new girlfriend who called, she said her name was Prae, and when she referred to herself as ‘aunt’, I decided to call her Aunt Prae.
To be honest, I already knew her name because I used to sneak a peek at her profile on social media often, just to see how my dad’s new family was doing.
Aunt Prae said she wanted to talk to me about something. I hesitated for a while before agreeing to meet her.
I felt like this was something I shouldn’t avoid. I should meet her. At first, I was worried something might have happened to my dad. I immediately called Uncle-Kong, but he said dad was fine, nothing was wrong.
I haven’t told my friends yet; I think if I told them, they would just worry for nothing. I’ll talk to Aunt Prae first, find out what it’s about, and then tell my friends. If I told them beforehand, they’d definitely come to watch over me. It’s my problem, and I need to handle it myself.
I just want to try to face it on my own.
No matter what it is…I will get through it.
In a small coffee shop not far from my dorm, luckily, I arrived before the rain started. Looking outside, you could hardly see anything because of the curtain of rain.
I walked into the shop, scanning around. There was a woman in a white dress, with short brown hair to her shoulders. On her lap lay a small child. I walked over and sat down opposite her.
“…Hello.”
“Are you Typhoon?”
I nodded, mustering just a bit of courage to look at the person in front of me.
I don’t know why…but I could sense warmth, sadness in her eyes, and a faint smile.
“Would you like to order something?”
“Uh…yes.” I was quiet for a moment before opening the menu, ordering a hot cocoa from the staff because the weather was quite cool. After ordering the drink, my gaze lingered on the little child sleeping soundly in his mother’s embrace.
“His name is Fai. It’s been quite hectic lately, so there’s no nanny to look after him, so I brought him along.”
“Oh, I see.”
Amidst the silence between us, it’s surprising that I didn’t feel the awkwardness that should have been there, and the sound of the heavy rain outside made me feel a little more relaxed.
I lifted the cocoa that the waiter had just served and took a sip.
“Typhoon.”
“Yes?”
“Are you…okay with coming out to meet me?”
“I’m okay.”
“I…don’t know where to start,” Aunt Prae seemed to be in her early thirties, but she looked much younger, her sweet face now showing more concern, “I know it’s bad to talk about this with you.”
“…”
“You already know, right, about Rati…um, your father remarried.”
“Yes.”
“But he never told me he had a family before.” Her voice was soft with sadness, her eyes filled with melancholy, which made me feel down too, “I only found out a few days ago.”
“Aunt Prae…aren’t you okay with the fact that your Dad had a family before?”
She gave a faint smile and shook her head gently.
Why is she such a sweet and kind woman?
Did I imagine it, or does she resemble Fan? It’s like seeing Torfan in her thirties sitting in front of me.
“I’m okay…as long as, at the very least, he didn’t lie and didn’t leave you like that.”
“…”
“I understand correctly, right…that he left you?” I didn’t dare to answer, my lips pressed tightly together in discomfort. What should I do…I never thought I’d be asked this. If I tell the truth, my father would look bad in Aunt Pare’s eyes, but if I lie…
“Can you tell me the truth…if he looked after you at all?”
“Why do you want to know?”
“I’m going to divorce him.”
“…”
“Even though our child is still so young, he…he…” Aunt Prae pressed her lips together tightly before clear tears slowly rolled down from her eyes. I was startled and didn’t know what to do, quickly handing her a tissue. She took it to wipe her tears, which woke the little one in her arms, “Oh, did mom wake you? I’m sorry.” Normally, a child this age would cry out loudly, but this little one was silent, looking at his mother with innocent eyes.
“What happened?”
“I found out he is dating someone else.”
“…”
The response from her made my chest ache, and Aunt Prae’s sad expression and eyes made me feel even more pain.
Dad, why would you…
“Even though…hic,” she cried harder. I reached out to hold her hand in comfort, and she squeezed mine gently back, as if needing someone to comfort her. I don’t know why, but it made me want to cry along with her.
“…”
“Even though our child…is about to start walking by herself.” It took a while for Aunt Prae to calm down. I noticed her face looked weary and pale with concern.
“I’m sorry, I…ended up crying here.”
“It’s okay,” I quickly said. I understood that if Aunt Prae had just found out dad was seeing someone else, especially with a young child, this must be the hardest time for a woman.
“I found out he is dating someone else; after investigating, I learned he has another son…that’s you. I hired someone to find out everything, which led me to know that he…left you alone, right?”
“…”
“Because he sold the house in Phuket, you probably don’t have any relatives left there.”
“…”
“Tell me everything, please. I…am making the most important decision of my life.”
“Yes?”
“I don’t want my child to have a bad father like that. I want to know all the truth about him. If you say he was a good father, that means he’ll be a good father to my child too. Don’t lie to me; if he was a bad father, tell me. I don’t want my child to have that kind of father.” I glanced at the innocent young child whose big, pure eyes were looking at me. In the end, I decided to tell the whole truth.
I couldn’t lie to her…
I couldn’t hurt this child. I couldn’t let this unknowing child face this kind of situation.
I told her everything…really everything, from what I remember. All the things I experienced as a child, how my father punished me, the story of Fan, the story of my mother, the fact that I wasn’t their real child, and even the current situation where my father told me to lie to Phii Fah’s family.
Aunt Prae fell silent. She raised her hand to gently massage her temples, her face paler than before.
“…I’ve made my decision.”
“…”
“I will divorce him.”
“Fai,” she called her child softly, then leaned down to kiss her cheek, “From now on, it will just be the two of us, mother and child.
Don’t worry, Mom will take good care of you. You don’t have to be afraid of not having a father.”
“But kids…shouldn’t they have a father?”
“I grew up in a family with a very bad father, so, when he was in the family, everything was terrible. Many times I secretly thought that if it was just the two of us, mother and child, things might be better. That made me think…”
“…”
“Being without a parent is better than having bad parents.” Even though her words suggested she was a strong woman, the tears and the painful expression indicated that her heart was breaking.
How many more people have to break like this…
“But that…that’s just the past. Dad might have changed,” I said softly. Aunt Pare gave a weak smile and shook her head gently, wiping her tears.
“He still lied…and what I really can’t accept is that he has someone else.”
…That’s true, forgiving someone for cheating is really hard. “How can I trust that man again? By doing that, it means he’s never loved anyone but himself. And what about…will he love Fai? Can he take care of Fai? Or one day, will he abandon our family even though you are also his son? How could he do that to his own child? Might he do the same to Fai one day? How can you trust him? Why is he such an unstable pillar of the family?”
“…”
“That man…he can’t be a father to anyone.”
I talked with Aunt Prae for a while longer. She decided to divorce my dad. Honestly, I think she had already made up her mind, but she just wanted to hear the truth from me. I suddenly thought about how angry dad must be if he knew I met with Aunt Prae.
But in reality, the person he should be most angry with is himself. Since the day Aunt Prae decided to divorce my dad, her and her child’s life would change completely, but I believe…she chose what she thought was best for her child.
That smile was tinged with sadness but also showed determination. It’s not easy for a small woman like her, but love always makes people stronger. We don’t know how strong we can be until strength is the last thing we have.
And the image of a mother holding her little one in her arms warmed my heart entirely. “Do you want to hold the baby?”
“Huh?”
“Can you consider Fai as your little sister?” Aunt Prae said, giving me a kind smile, “You might not like me because I’m your dad’s new wife, but now…I feel like we might be in the same boat. We’ve both encountered a bad person. If I had known about you beforehand, I would have wanted you to live with us.”
“…You want me to live with you?”
“Yeah, how can you leave a child alone like that?” I couldn’t help but smile at such genuine kindness.
“Can I hold him, please?” I said before taking little Fai into my arms. I love children…a lot. I hugged Fai tightly, which made Aunt Prae laugh.
My little sister…
Her name is Fai.
Fan
Fun (Phoon)
Fai
We are siblings…
Fan loved me even though she knew I was from a different mother.
We will love Fai just as much as Fan loved me.
My little sister Fai!
“Ae…Ae,” because she couldn’t speak yet, she could only make throaty sounds, but she hadn’t cried since we’ve been together, such a good kid.
“Ae, what do you want?”
What’s with this “Ae” of yours, Phoon…
Ae, she’s cute.
“It seems Fah likes you,” Aunt Pare laughed softly. I couldn’t help but smile broadly, “Normally, she’d cry if anyone else held her.” I love my little sister Fah too!
I played with the child for a while until it was time for us to part. Even though it was still drizzling, Aunt Pare had to hurry back. We exchanged LINE contacts. I walked them to the front of the shop, seeing that the car was parked a bit far away, so I walked them to the car.
“You don’t have to walk us.”
“How can I not…you’ll both get sick,” I said, taking off my jacket to put over Aunt Prae, who held Fai tightly in her arms before we walked to the car.
“See you later, thank you for coming to meet me, and thank you for telling me everything, let’s meet again.”
“Yes. It’s okay, see you,” I smiled, and as I was about to walk back, Aunt Pare said something as if she just remembered.
“Typhoon, you told me that Rati always told you to follow his decision, right?” I nodded in response, “I believe your sister…she would want you to have more confidence in yourself.”
“…”
“You can choose your own path now.”
“…”
“Because the person who will be with you for life isn’t him, but you yourself.”
Aunt Prae’s words before we parted have been echoing in my head for nearly ten minutes. I came back into the same cafe because the rain was still falling, and I didn’t feel like rushing back. I sat staring at the empty coffee cup as evidence that someone had been there.
Choose your own path…
I think that word doesn’t just refer to the matter with my dad… I took out my phone and started searching for information about university faculties, looking for photography-related departments, researching new admission tests.
The path I’m choosing now isn’t mine…it’s been a struggle to keep going. I never wanted to be a veterinarian. I never wanted to be a doctor. That’s why I haven’t been doing well academically in the veterinary faculty for the past year.
But if I leave here, I’ll have to be far from my friends.
No…I’m confident everyone would support me in following my own passion.
I was lost in thought for nearly half an hour, staring blankly at the continuous drizzle outside amidst the noisy cafe. The truth is, I’ve never hesitated to say what I like. I’ve known from the start what I wanted to be, but I chose to ignore it.
Thinking about it…I’ve been quite cruel to my own passion. Today is a holiday, and it’s raining too, around ten in the morning. I guess my friends are probably not awake yet; it’s too early to wake up on a rainy holiday. I really wanted to tell them about Aunt Prae.
I typed into the group chat that I had something good to share. As soon as the message was sent, it showed that one person had read it.
-dust-:. Who read it? Why are you up so early? ss:. It’s me. ss: I haven’t slept yet. ss: It’s almost ten in the morning.
-dust-: Go to sleep ss: What is going on cat? -dust-: I’ll tell you all at once later
-dust-: Go rest first ss: No ss: Tell me ss: We want to know first
Then Daotok called. I looked slightly surprised before answering, the voice on the LINE sounded tired, but we were used to it by now. North said that Daotok is like Phii Jo in the sense that they are both workaholics, even when sometimes the work isn’t urgent, but due to their habit of overworking. I’ve seen Daotok look exhausted often, especially these days he probably hasn’t rested much at all. Why push yourself so hard, especially when you’re so small, you’d probably fall over just from walking around.
“Are you going to sleep first?”
(The work isn’t done yet.)
“And you can still talk?”
(Yes, I can. I’m taking a break, my eyes are so tired.)
“Oh…don’t drink coffee anymore.”
(…Hmm, cat.)
“What?”
(No one has ever told me not to drink coffee. I’m happy.)
“Here I am telling you not to, don’t drink too much.”
(You’re so kind, cat.)
“What’s so kind about it? It’s normal.”
(Not normal, the cat is very kind, do you realize that?) “…Really?” I raised my eyebrows in disbelief; I’ve never heard anyone say something like this to me before. We talked for a while before Dao brought the conversation back to my good news. I told Dao with an excited, happy tone.
(You really have a kind heart.)
“Why?”
(Think about how many people would love their step-sibling, especially with a stepmother. Normally, people would hate it if their parents had another family.)
“Oh…that’s true, but I don’t see it that way at all.”
(You’re such a gentle cat.)
“…Gentle?” I said, feeling a bit embarrassed. Daotok is quite a gentle guy to me, his words are all so sweet. He once said his family taught him to speak this way; if he said anything rude, he’d get his hand smacked. North was the first person Dao ever used rude words with, but over time, Dao liked to tease North more by speaking politely.
Because North, if spoken to politely, would be at a loss for what to do, like he’s been rough all his life…
But in reality, Daotok isn’t friendly at all. Not one bit…If it weren’t for people like Ter and North, who are good at socializing, Daotok probably wouldn’t have joined us. When he’s with us, Dao only cares about our group; he hardly speaks a word to anyone else.
North once said that Dao is his complete opposite, which everyone agrees with. How dare you compare yourself to Dao, but Dao really likes North. Dao said he’s not much of a talker, but when he met North, he spoke even less because North talks too much. (It’s good that Aunt Prae is a kind person, and good that she could get away from that man.)
“Yeah, I hope everything gets better,” I said, “I’m thinking about changing my major.”
(Are you going to study photography?)
“Probably, I’ve been hesitating my whole life, but I’ve decided now.
Even though I’ll miss being with my friends…”
(Don’t say that, we’ll still be friends no matter where you study.) “Hmm…” I couldn’t help but smile faintly, warmth swelling up in my heart.
(Cat, you have gotten stronger.)
“Why?”
(Back when we first met…cat, you seemed very attached to Ter, Foam, and North. It was like friends were you smile, you needed friends to be happy, but now you can choose your own path. Not putting others before yourself like before.)
“Yeah…finally choosing my own way, but I still want to have everyone.”
(The cat already has everyone, everyone loves the cat. We love you, cat, too.) “I love you too.”
I don’t even know where the tears came from or why, but all the warmth I felt from talking with Aunt Prae to now talking with Daotok, I couldn’t help but cry.
But these aren’t tears of pain like before; this is the first time I genuinely feel like thanking myself…thank you for being strong, thank you for deciding to keep fighting on that day, thank you for not giving up, no matter what. Thank you, Typhoon…
(Do your portfolio, put in lots of the beautiful photos you’ve taken. You’ll definitely pass the interview.)
“That’s true, I’m excited thinking about showing my own work.”
(Applications open in December too, it’s not long now.)
“Is it nationwide? Then I’ll apply.”
(Yes, I’ve chosen it as my top choice, I definitely will get in, my scores from previous years weren’t that high.)
“Great, I guess I’ll have to go back and review the high school material.”
Dao and I chatted on and on. Now we were talking about studying photography or taking photos; my university has a department related to photography.
(Hmm, yes…What about Phii Tonfah then?)
“Why?”
(Well…what will you do next? With the matter of your father…) “I feel like this is okay now,” I said according to my true feelings, “I think it’s not because of my father’s command, but because I love him more. I choose to do this because of love.” you
“And suddenly, if I were to walk up to Phii Fah and tell him, it wouldn’t work, would it?”
(Yeah, that would look really weird.)
“Right, just suddenly walking up and saying, ‘Bro…I’m the one from the letters, I’ve been doing this because my dad told me to, in reality, my dad is like this and that…’ It wouldn’t be good.”
(…Hmm.)
“I’ve chosen my path, I want to study photography. As for the matter with my dad and Phii Fah…I think it’s better for everyone if things progress slowly rather than us getting too close too fast. And in the role of the person from the letters, if one day the truth has to come out, by then, I won’t be afraid.”
(I understand, it’s better to take things slowly. Some things have their own time, don’t rush anything.)
“Yes…let our relationship grow slowly like this.”
I glanced at the Polaroid photo in my hand, a picture of a blooming pink flower in a pot, with a message written in black ink under the picture, “The flower I planted, it’s blooming beautifully, (^_^).” I couldn’t help but smile at the description of the photo. This is the first time he’s sent me a picture of something other than the snacks I’ve bought. As I mentioned before, I’ve asked about him, but he never answered.
But at least now I know he grows flowers, and he might be someone who likes gardening. Looking at how he’s managed to grow such a difficult flower to such beauty.
But why send this picture? I thought he wouldn’t send anything other than snacks.
This is something personal to him, there’s no need to send it at all. Does it mean he wants me to get a little closer to knowing who he really is?
One thing I’ve noticed is that he’s good at photography too. Up until now, it’s just been pictures of the snacks he’s eaten. No need for special angles, but looking at this flower picture…
He likes taking photos.
There’s a possibility he might be a photographer. Polaroid cameras are used by many, but someone who can make a Polaroid look this good must be quite skilled, which means he’d be even better with other types of cameras.
And with Polaroids, you can’t adjust the color, so up until now, I’ve only taken photos of snacks, probably just in the room. But with flowers, you have to go outside to take pictures. With this much light, you need to take photos when the sun is strong, at the balcony where the sunlight comes in directly. This would be difficult, more like shooting outdoors.
Grow them yourself? But not on the balcony?
There was one letter he sent where he briefly mentioned his dormitory, just saying that it’s been very hot there lately. Lives in a dorm…but doesn’t grow plants on the balcony?
…On the rooftop?
Then I guessed that someone who seems to love growing plants like him must have a rooftop full of plants. But…usually, rooftops are used for storage. Why would the dorm owner allow this?
I stared at the photo in my hand while my mind wandered aimlessly. I’m not trying to find him; I’m just analyzing the information I’ve received.
This kind of light and shadow…
It looks like it was taken early in the morning or late in the evening. No, it’s probably morning. Looking at how beautifully the flowers have bloomed, he might have a habit of waking up early too, waking up to take care of his plants before getting ready for school…
I moved the pots and watered the plants in a good mood. I woke up early again today. I’ve been up since early morning to tend to my plants. Since my balcony doesn’t have enough space for all my plants, I asked the dorm manager if I could use the rooftop, seeing there was still some empty space. Because of the kind-hearted dorm manager, she allowed it.
I glanced at the array of flower pots lined up in front of me, like a small garden just for me.
One decision I made after meeting Aunt Prae and talking with
Daotok was…I won’t hide information about myself anymore if Phii Fah wants to know. As I’ve said before, Phii Fah did ask a few questions, but I didn’t answer. But now, I’m confident that if one day the truth must be revealed, I will accept it myself.
But I won’t rush it by telling the truth; it would definitely not be good for my father. I still love and respect him. I will let everything unfold naturally.
Regarding my decision to switch to studying photography, I’ve already decided and applied for the exam. From now on, I’ll need to go back and review high school material to prepare for the exam. But finals are coming up at my current faculty as well, so I’ll probably focus more on preparing for the transfer exam rather than finals. Trying to study for both would surely be disastrous. There are only a few months left before the transfer exam.
It made me remember what Phii Fah once told me, that I should study what I love, and how Phii Fah said he wanted me to believe in myself, those words still echo like and echo in my head.
Phii Fah is another person…who has made me brave enough to do something for what I love.
I talked with Aunt Prae; she’s still working, and becoming a single mother has thrown her off a bit. Aunt Prae said she didn’t come from wealth, just an ordinary office worker.
I started thinking about what I should do for my little sister. At least, I want her to go to a good school, meet good friends, and experience a good environment. But Aunt Prae probably can’t handle all the expenses by herself.
I need to work…I guess I should seriously think about taking on photography jobs.
Or should I play the lottery with North?
No, Phoon. No, don’t let North control you.
I feel more foolish every day since I’ve been hanging out with North, damn it.
I took out my Polaroid camera, thinking about what to photograph for Phii Fah today. It’s become something where I at least have to send him one photo a day. Before, it was just pictures of snacks, but now, I’m taking all sorts of pictures. I don’t even know if Phii Fah likes them; he never mentions my photos.
Suddenly, a bird landed on the roof’s floor. I slowly crouched down to take a picture of it. It flew away in a flash because Polaroids can’t capture fast-moving subjects like digital cameras can, so the picture came out a bit blurry, but at least I managed to take it before the bird took off. …
To…you,
This bird just landed, looking hurried. It probably hasn’t had breakfast yet, but it can’t compete with you since you’ve already had yours!
-. I’m not sure if you like the photos I take for you. If you don’t, you can tell me, haha.
-. I’ve just made an important decision in my life. Although I can’t say what it is, thinking of you gives me more courage, so I want to thank you. Thank you: )
I couldn’t help but smile to myself when thinking about the letter I just sent. Phii Fah probably couldn’t guess what it’s about. There are so many important things in life, but thinking about him gave me more courage as I mentioned. So, I wanted to thank him.
“Phoon, do you know?”
“Know what?”
“The chocolate Phii Fah sent you, it’s 17, 000 baht!”
“Huh? Really?” I looked shocked, almost not believing what Ter was saying, “Seventeen thousand!?”
“Yeah, look at this,” Ter said, showing me his phone screen, which displayed a picture of the same chocolate box Phii Fah gave me, with the price underneath written as five hundred fifty dollars.
…Oh, no.
Where am I supposed to find that much money to buy it back? T^T “I thought you knew already,” North said, “He gave you the chocolate ages ago, I was surprised you didn’t react.”
“How was I supposed to know?”
Seventeen thousand, really! Why would he buy something so expensive for me, and why was it so delicious, T^T
“Do you know, there’s something called Google in this world?” Ter asked, looking annoyed at me, “Didn’t you think to search for it?” “How would he know about Google, Ter?” North chimed in, “He’s still writing letters these days. Now there’s LINE, you know.”
“…”
I gave North an annoyed look; you’re really good at teasing. “Here, this is the LINE app, Phoon, you can send messages super fast. You don’t have to wait from morning till evening to chat, you can send photos too. No need for Polaroids, you can call or video call, see each other’s faces, look, your phone has a camera, you can open it and talk,” North said, showing me the LINE app.
“I know!” I said, lowering my voice, which made North laugh out loud, “You talk like I’ve never used LINE before.”
“Alright, I thought you didn’t know, oh well, seeing you send letters. Why don’t you try carrier pigeons? That would let you chat more often, have the pigeon deliver it, and you can sit by the window waiting for the mail from the pigeon.”
“North!!” I shook him in frustration, why is this bastard so annoying?
“Why so violent, huh? There are laws in this country, you know,” North said with a frown, looking annoyed, “Do you see me as your emotional punching bag? I have two younger brothers to take care of,” North said in a whining voice because I was shaking him playfully.
“Yeah, speaking of siblings. You, Ter, and Dao, look at this.” “What do you mean by ‘you, Ter, and Dao’?” North raised an eyebrow.
“You guys,” I pointed at Ter and North, “and here’s Dao,” I pointed at Dao. North immediately pretended to glare at me while pointing back at me.
“You’re so discriminatory,” North said, “Why don’t you include the
‘ghost under the bed’ with us?”
“We’re different groups.”
“Why? What’s that supposed to mean?” North stood up and reached over to ruffle Dao’s hair, who got startled and jumped, “See, see, see,
I’m going to hurt your Dao, haha.”
“It’s like you’re a troubled kid, so when you get scolded, you bully another kid,” I said, laughing a bit. Daotok frowned but let North continue to ruffle his hair. When North stopped, Dao slowly smoothed his hair to keep it from standing up.
“Yeah, here’s my sister,” I showed them a picture of Fai. I had already told everyone about her, but I hadn’t shown them her picture yet, “Isn’t she cute?”
“She’s good, but my nephew is cuter,” North said, showing a picture of Non, he’s just as proud as I am, “Pure and innocent, kids are truly like blank canvases.”
“What’s your sister’s name?” Ter asked.
“Fai.”
“Oh, she’s a pure Fai,” North said, “One hundred percent cotton.” I couldn’t help but laugh at North’s words, yeah, one hundred percent cotton indeed.
“But why ‘Fai’? It matches with you and your sister’s names.” “Her mom’s name is ‘Prae’, so her daughter is named ‘Fai’,” I answered, “But when I think about having a little sister, it makes me uneasy, what if someone tries to flirt with her?”
“Take it easy, your sister can’t even walk yet,” North said, making a face of disgust at me.
“You need to plan ahead for these things. If Fai gets flirted with since kindergarten, I won’t allow it, hahaha. What will I do if Fai gets deceived by someone? Fai, this brother, this brother will protect you!” “Sigh, my friend has turned into a slave for Little Fai.” I hurried to the coffee shop when I saw that it was about the time when there weren’t many people around. Phii Gib smiled at me kindly as always and handed me a large white paper bag.
Why is the bag so big…
I thanked her and took it, then rushed back to the dorm to open it. Inside was a white winter jacket, neatly packed in the bag. I didn’t know what brand it was, but it looked very expensive.
Did Phii Fah buy me a winter jacket…
I placed the folded jacket on the bed, looking for other things in the bag; there were lots of snacks in another bag, and there were two pieces of paper. The first one said…
I don’t know what good news you have, but congratulations.
Consider this jacket as a gift for that good news.
I smiled even broader when I read the message on the paper. I had only told Phii Fah about it yesterday, which means Phii Fah would have received the message in the morning, so he must have bought this jacket just now.
And the second piece of paper said…
Don’t worry that I won’t like the photos.
I treasure every photo you take.
Because your photos are like a gift to me every morning: )
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