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VICTORIA: "I remember when we met at the church as young children. The other kids playing in the middle of mass were noisy, but not as noisy as the infant crying as they were being soothed by a lady standing near the door, beside a statue of an angel. 

I happily moved my left hand up and down as I watched the white balloon tied to my wrist move; mixed were the feelings of fear and excitement knowing that it might come loose and untie and fly away, off to God in the skies. 

That's when I saw you looking at me. I turned away immediately. Because I didn't want you to know that you made me smile, even if I couldn't figure out why."

Si by Bob Ong [ENGLISH FAN TRANSLATION]Donde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora