This the third part of Karen’s He Only Had to Say Her Name.

This is some joy ride.

Enjoy.

~Annabs

“Ei Karen, malapit ka lang sa España umuuwi ‘di ba? Sabay ka na sa’kin.”

‘Twas James. He was asking me to hitch a ride in his car. Of course, that was my signal to dive into an ear-to-ear smile and say, “Ah sure. Sige!” But just not to sound too eager, I added, “Sino-sino pa kasabay?”

“Si Alex and Roy.”

Bummer. I’ll be sharing the ride with two other guys. But hey, that’s better than nothing.

And so it began.

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I was late for my training. But as I walked into the training room, I made a quick sweep of my co-trainees. I was checking out the cuties. There was one who’s my type: an artsy-fartsy looking gorgeous boy. The one who looks like he’s into filmmaking.

“Hi, I’m Mark. I’m an undergraduate of B.A. Film Production.”

Jackpot.

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It’s been raining a lot these days. Too much in fact. It’s the perfect time for a steaming cup of coffee, fluffy blankets and a good love story.

Part 2 of Karen’s He Only Had to Say Her Name is already up. Enjoy.

~Annabs

Just like any other mornings, I hitched a ride home in his swabeng Honda Civic car (it’s not really that swabe if you look at it — it’s boring gray — but with him driving it, the car does look guwapo). The only difference with this morning is the fact that there were only two of us in the car (usually, two other guys hitches a ride). And my determination to let him know that I’m starting to like him more than just a friend.

We started the ride with him playing the one CD he has in his car — the one that has the latest RnB songs. Then he started to talk about work. He was talking about this funny call that he had, the one where the customer - who was a guy - said his boyfriend is the account holder. I was racking my brains up as to when will be the perfect time to make my move. And then there it was - his story was finished and the CD started playing “our song” — the unreleased Ne-Yo song to which he once held my hand while singing along.

“James…I love you. Or at least, I’m starting to love you.”

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Second fiction. Yey!

This one is from Karen Regpala titled He Only Had to Say Her Name. Here’s a little introduction on the story before we give you part one.

You know how in life there always seem to be “what ifs”? That when you take a rewind, you are hit by this painstaking wish to have that ability to go back in time and do things differently? I think everybody had their fair share of these moments. And this is a story where I recall one of mine.

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I just came back from Grande Island but unfortunately without a tan. The storm thought it funny to crash our company outing. We were stranded there for a day with nothing to do and 12 oz. softdrinks worth Php 54.

But that doesn’t matter, I’m just glad that I’m back on land where vices are reasonably priced.

Mabie’s Nakaw Timpla has just ended but you can still leave comments in suggestions on it.

We have a new story coming up from Karen Regpala titled He Only Had to Say Her Name.

~Annabs

Now that you’ve read Mabie’s Nakaw Timpla in its entirety, we’d really like to hear your thoughts.

Here you can discuss what you think about the story. Just leave us a note at the comment box.

Keep remembluring.

~Annabs

The last part of Mabie’s Nakaw Timpla is already posted.

Thanks for all of those that visited the site and left their comments. I hope you enjoyed the initial offering of promdifiction.

If you rememblured something after reading Nakaw Timpla, you share it in this post. You can also discuss the story there and maybe give your opinions and comments about Nakaw Timpla.

Watch out for the next story on Monday.

Meanwhile I’m gonna me a tan in Subic.

~Annabs

Tinutok ni Stella ang pansin sa foam na dumikit at nanuyo sa gilid ng tasa ng kanyang kape. May halong kulay tsokolate na ito, hindi na tulad kanina na kasing puti ng pulbos na sabong panlaba na bagong bula lamang sa loob ng washing machine. Ngunit hindi pa rin niya napigilan na mapansin ang pag-iba ng upo ni Derek. Nakaharap na siya sa labas, animo’y nagmamasid ng hacienda niyang binabaha. Kaswal ang hawak ng cellphone sa kanyang tenga, at ang kaliwang siko ay nakapatong sa sandalan ng silya. Magkatabi pa rin naman sila, pero ramdam ni Stella ang milya-milyang nilayo ni Derek mula sa kanya. Samantala sa labas, tuloy pa rin ang paghagupit ng halakhak ng kalangitan kay Stella.

Muli niyang hinawakan ang tasa. May init pa rin, ngunit hindi na kasing tindi noong una itong ihain sa kanya.

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