Carlos said nothing. Deep down, he knew—it wasn’t the bagoong. It was the smell of their guilt, the rot of their own greed
Believing they had cunningly deceived the old mother into signing away all her property, the son and his wife proudly drove her out of the house… but just forty-eight hours later, she returned carrying something that made their blood run cold. Eighty-two-year-old Lola Maria lived in Cebu City with her youngest son, Carlos, and his…