That summer day's so hot, I sweated a lot, so I took three baths that morning, four in the afternoon, and about to take one that night. Since the weather's fine, unlike a few days earlier, I took a night bath outside the house. Our family had an outdoor bathtub, more like a jacuzzi but less cozy. It was made of smoothened cement, and there's no cover at the top whatsoever, so I seldom went there at night both to take a bath and watch the bright moon in the night sky. The bathtub was also near a coconut tree, so I made juice from those coconuts I harvested a while earlier. I washed myself before going to the tub, and placed my juice on top of a small table near the tub.
I was there, in the tub, for 2 hours. I had not felt this relaxing before since yesterday. I washed myself with soap and shampoo, then rinsed and dipped myself into the bathtub again for hot water. I felt my muscles relaxed and chilled, so I almost took a nap. Luckily, these noises kept me awake. The buzz of the insects nearby, the howling and barks of the dogs on the streets, the shriek of the bats flying near the top of the coconut tree, the sound of water dropping from the basin near the tub, the people singing at the neighbouring house (which I knew was Jasmine's), and even the crow of Blacky at midnight. It was past 2 in the midnight when I got off the tub, I saw a shady figure on the rooftop of the house next door. I went inside to wear clothes, without drying myself up, and rushed at the neighbour's rooftop. There I saw a somewhat drunk lady, about the same of my age, crying while covering herself with her long, silky hair. I walked carefully and sat near her, and said,
"I can guess why you are here, you've been here crying since yesterday. You're blaming yourself again, right? You think, 'If I shouldn't have been too coward and be brave for once, that would never happened.'. You think that if you should have made up your and and confess, you could attend the party. You think that if you were there, that wouldn't happen to Summer and his friends. Well, stop blaming yourself and move on. Summer's dead, his friends are too, and crying and blaming won't change everything. Look, I'm not trying to say that you should recover now, what I'm implying is that you shouldn't be stuck in there any longer. Think of this; a person is like the Moon. The Moon changes its phase every time, no matter the season or event in the space. A person too must change face, no matter the blessings or disasters around him. If your done crying, then be happy. Be angry sometime and be jealous, but not too much. Then you can go back to crying.". The next day came, and I found a familiar flower with a love letter beside it.
That flower was a jasmine.