The News

Dear Jesus,

I must have been really tired from yesterday, or maybe the cool post-rainfall wind had a calming effect on me.

I woke up unexpectedly late.

When I opened my eyes, the sun was already up, lighting up the morning sky. Birds were chirping and an aroma that made me salivate involuntarily wafted into my nostrils.

Mom was baking vanilla cookies with her special recipe.

I wondered why she didn't bother to wake me up this time.

Well, I was so grateful that I didn't have an exam paper to tackle again today that I didn't pout or sulk at that thought.

I knew I had a dream, but I couldn't remember it at all. In my haste to make it early to school for the photoshoot, I made a brief prayer to you, darted into the bathroom and hurriedly put on my uniform, almost forgetting to tie my shoe laces.

I got downstairs into the kitchen and shut my eye tight at what I saw.

Dad was kissing Mom full on her lips. So that's why she couldn't come to wake me up. Hmph!