My mom got fired from her job today.
I wanted to call her boss, but I didn't have his phone number. So I found him on social media.
His Instagram was public. His latest post was a vacation photo. Palawan. A five-star hotel. A cocktail by the pool.
My mom had worked for that man for 11 years.
I wanted to leave a comment. My hands were on the keyboard. I just sat there for 10 minutes.
In the end, I didn't write anything. I closed the app.
That evening, my mom said, “I'll find another job, don't worry.”
She laughed.
That laugh burned inside me.
That night, I saved a photo of her boss to my phone.
My mom asked me why I saved it.
I replied: