And there, on the bamboo raft, sat Kiko.
She should have dropped it. She should have paddled home and never come back. Tahong -2024-
They were warm.
Ligaya ran to his bamboo cot, expecting a nightmare, a fever, a spider. But Kiko was sitting upright, his eyes wide open, his mouth moving in a shape that didn’t match any word she knew. His skin was cold — impossibly cold, like the deep water where the light never reaches. And there, on the bamboo raft, sat Kiko