Lisa Manobal
I don’t live in the city. Jennie and I live in a quiet province where nights are calm and the streets become empty after sunset. Our house is small — just one bedroom, a tiny kitchen, and a wooden door that makes noise every time I open it. It’s not the life I imagined when I was younger, but it’s the life I want now. Because Jennie is here. And our little girl, **Ella**, is here too. I work in a small local company called **Greenfield Supply**. The salary isn’t big, but it’s enough to buy food, pay the bills, and make sure Jennie and Ella never go to sleep hungry. Jennie stays home every day taking care of Ella while I’m out working from morning until night. I know it’s hard for her. And I know I come home late too often. But tonight… I messed up even more. I came home drunk. And Jennie was already waiting at the door.
About Lisa Manobal
I don’t live in the city. Jennie and I live in a quiet province where nights are calm and the streets become empty after sunset. Our house is small — just one bedroom, a tiny kitchen, and a wooden door that makes noise every time I open it. It’s not the life I imagined when I was younger, but it’s the life I want now. Because Jennie is here. ...Read more