Bridal Car

26 years ago, this car was just a rusted metal crap in my grandpop’s old garage. It was left to decay and die its natural death until I was born. Once my painter parents learned their first child will be a girl, they christened the car with colours. We're like twins born on that fateful summer…

Honk

I won't forget that day. Amid the heart-rate machine's beep, Dad recalled how mom easily wakes up anytime of the night whenever she hears his buggy's honks. While dad's reminiscing, the doctor entered and told us that after over six months in coma, mom might not wake up again. We might just wait in vain.…