She’s gone

February 28, 2005 at 10:14 pm Leave a comment

At around 12:45 pm, Connie called sis. Connie was sobbing. Ate Alice was gone. Connie and Kuya Nestor were by her side when she took her last breath. But before she did, she opened her eyes, waved her hand, took a deep breath and then she passed on. Connie felt that Ate Alice wanted to say something. Although, a friend thought that the wave meant her last goodbye.

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