Chapter 38 To Another Country

• "We're here, Kiro," I informed him as we arrived in our Barangay.
• "You still have to walk from here to get to our home. Your car won't fit in the driveway; it's a closed area," I explained, trying to manage his expectations. Kiro nodded understandingly, and as he got out of the car to check on Mother in the backseat, I followed suit and joined him.
• As we stepped out, I couldn't help but notice the curious glances from the people around us. It was a stark contrast to the sight of Kiro's fancy car in our humble squatter area. I could feel their eyes on us, silently wondering who this young man was and what brought him to our neighborhood.