Dumaguete Series | Let’s Call Her Sarah
On the way back we met Sylvia or was it Sarah. Let’s call her Sarah, the former sounds too much of a woman’s name – just look at her child-like dazed expression.
We’re actually cousins, imagine that! I’ve always thought that one should know enough relatives for a balance of default comfort/belongingess and first-hand sample of torture/ridicule. Seems impossible, we have relatives in Quezon from my mother side and I don’t know a single one of them.
