My aunt (father side), who I mentioned in a previous post, visited my other aunt (her sister), who seems to be suffering from a certain illness.
Tagging my cousin along, they went all the way to their home in Parkway, Quezon City. Their place is quite far from ours.
As a way of showing concern, my aunt bought some pastries and gave them to her sister, which the latter refused to accept, and left the former no choice but to bring it back home. Sweet and Cold.
Sounds familiar? She just tasted some of her own medicine.
It seems that she's not the only one who hates the idea of being fed.
As for the older aunt, I have no idea what kind of sickness she has, however, I'm pretty sure that her miserable condition would not be too far from my dad's and my aunt's.
It runs in their blood after all...
