placed. from "A Son Is Born" by Manuel Arguilla 2. How Gerardo Luna came by his dream no one could have told, not even he. He was a salesman in a jewelry store on Rosario street and had been little else. His job he had inherited from his father, one might say; for his father before him had leaned behind the self-same counter, also solicitous, also short-sighted and thin of hair. After office hours, if he was tired, he took the streetcar to his home in Intramuros. If he was feeling well, he walked; not frequently, however, for he was frail of the constitution and not unduly thrifty. The stairs of his house were narrow and dark and rank with characteristic odors from a Chinese sari-sari store which occupied part of the ground floor. from “A Night in the Hills” by Paz Marquez-Benitez​