270 HIS GRAVE

Never in her wildest dream did Jillyanna ever thought of her father as a sickly person. She did remember her father visiting her at the the hospital but he didn't look sickly to her.

He was still the same young man in her eyes. He was the same strong father she had. He was never fragile in her mind. She could still remember the times he would carry her on his back. She could still remember the times that he would cook for them, plant the flowers for her mother, tie her hair, bath her and sing her to sleep.

Her judgement was wrong. It was the worst mistake that she ever made in her life. She thought he left them because of a woman. She never thought that he was sick.

Jillyanna's tears kept on falling without a sign of stopping at all. She was aching for her parents. She was in pain for them. Learning the truth was so painful that she thought she would rather die, too.