The Visit
When she arrived, she stopped at the tall iron gates and pressed the bell. “Ting-ting.”
After a moment, the gate opened, revealing Ramón’s wife – a young woman with sharp eyes and an air of impatience.
“What do you need, Nanay?” she asked curtly, gazing at the elderly woman’s worn clothes.
Dolores forced a gentle smile. “I came to visit… and I need to speak with Ramón, dear.”
The wife said nothing and disappeared inside. Moments later, Ramón appeared, still holding his phone, dressed neatly as if heading to a meeting.
“Mom, what brings you here? I’m really busy right now.”
Dolores nervously pulled out her medical report, her voice shaking.
“Son, the doctor says I need surgery soon. Could you lend me some money? When your brother sells the rice, I’ll pay you back.”
Ramón’s brow furrowed. He sighed, gazing toward his wife.
“Mom, things are tight at the business right now. I don’t have any cash. Go home for now and I’ll think of something.”
Her eyes filled with tears, but she tried to stay calm.
“I just need a little, enough for the hospital. Please, son.”
After a pause, Ramón looked away and said softly,
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