Eight
19 Summers
That was the year I learnt that people don’t really keep their promises.
Mother promised to attend the PTA. She didn’t. Some guests wanted to host a dinner party and she had to make sure the food was ready.
My oldest sister promised to help me with my science paper. She didn’t. She had to go to work for Mr Seo the grocer after school.
My second sister promised to play with me when she was done with her homework. She didn’t. She had friends to hang out with.
I understood why they couldn’t keep their promises, but it still hurt. I resolved then never to promise anything to anyone, because life was cruel and even with the best of intentions, promises just set the recipient up for heartbreak.
Summer came but you didn’t.
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