"Don't worry I'll take care of you" she said as she shoved a thermometer into his mouth. "Now just go upstairs and wrap yourself in your blanket and I'll serve you your breakfast"
"Salamat sa bulaklak. I love it." His face became red and more so his ears. His pair of dimples appeared as he smiled shyly and his arms made his way to my hips, securing me in place.
A little before three the Lutheran minister arrived from Flushing and I began to look involuntarily out the windows for other cars. So did Gatsby's father. And as the time passed and the servants came in and stood waiting in the hall, his eyes began to blink anxiously and he spoke of the rain in a worried uncertain way. The minister glanced several times at his watch so I took him aside and asked him to wait for half an hour. But it wasn't any use. Nobody came.
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