Echoes of the Truth

"It's alright, Remo. Please sent a text if you change your mind."

Seeing the bitter smile on her face, he took it like she has still grievances in her heart.

"Theart, I'll make it up to you, don't worry." 

Remo runs towards the washroom.

His phone suddenly rang.

He remembered her mother calling him earlier about the veggies to be delivered.

She must be reminding him again.

"Tsk…tsk…tsk! This is the second time."

He was right!

"Yes Mom, I will come before lunch. I'm relieving myself."

Before noon, Remo arrived at his mother's stall.

He was not afraid of hard work as long as he gives help.

How many youths like him was raised and work to subsidize his own school fees and daily needs.

It was his endless motivation!

"Mom, I'm taking out the pre-orders now! I'll come pick you up after school."

"Okey, kiddo. The potatoes are fifteen kilograms, veggies 10kilos, $35 dollars total."