You have to eat manila first. And spit it back out before you go.
-Kyra

i was late.

i asked the waiter to show me to table 42. sitting there was frankie, therese, cami, crystal, two other cousins whose names i can remember, and the birthday girl. i got a hearty welcome. handed jo her gift.

the only seat left was facing away from the band which kinda sucked but i made do. fed on the peanuts, frankie's tenderloin, and jo's fries. i wanted to order a drink, except they were so expensive and i didnt want to have jo's dad pay for it, so i settled for water and a sip from frankie's beverage.

nostalgia started creeping upon us as we watched the band - spirit of '67 - the guys that played at our legacy. they greeted jo too, and even mentioned playing at assumption to the crowd. so we got dubbed as the assumption group. probably the only youngsters in the joint. more nostalgia when the band took a break and we started talking about school, old and new. and when the band came back, we went out to dance floor. never gets old.