All Too Late

After the charity work had ended, Sophie escorted Kathleen out of the charity home.

“Does your hand still hurt?” Sophie asked.

Kathleen shook her head and replied, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Sophie noticed Kathleen’s dejected mood and consoled, “Everyone was like you when they first volunteer here. Even though they might not have encountered situations where the children were having episodes, they felt the same way as you when they heard about the parents.”

Kathleen bit her lips and asked, “What are the chances of recovery for these children?”

“The chances are slim. Even if they’ve recovered, there are still possibilities for them to be triggered again.” Sophie sighed and continued, “As of now, there’s still no definite explanation as to why this happens. There’s no cure for it as well.”

Gloomily, Kathleen said, “Ms. Campbell, I don’t know how to explain my feelings. After seeing those children and their parents, I’m worried that my own child will be like this too. Am I being very selfish? The first thing I thought about is myself after witnessing what happened.”

Sophie patted her shoulder and said, “You silly child. It’s normal to feel this way. When you get pregnant in the future, you just have to make sure that you’re feeling happy at all times. Everything is fine if you give birth safely. Stop overthinking.”

Feeling happy at all times? I want to but I’m suffering.

That was the reason why Kathleen was feeling upset. She was worried that her suffering would affect her child.

With a gentle tone, Sophie said, “You’re a kind-hearted person. God will not mistreat you.”

“Ms. Campbell, I really like this place. Can I continue to volunteer here?” Kathleen asked.

Sophie nodded and replied, “Of course! We will always welcome you.”

“Thank you!” Kathleen was delighted upon hearing that.

Just then, a black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of her.

Federick got off the car and said, “Kathleen, I’m here to apologize to you.”

Puzzled, Kathleen asked, “Federick, how’s Madeline?”

“My mum’s looking after her. Don’t worry, my mum has experience taking care of Madeline,” he explained.

Feeling relieved, she nodded.

I’ll take my leave now.”

at Kathleen and asked, “May I treat you to

sorry, Federick. My family is waiting for me to dine

she might misunderstand, so he continued,

“Okay.” Kathleen nodded.

the passenger seat’s door and saw some children’s picture books on the seat. Embarrassed, he said, “I’m sorry. I forgot that I put

those books to the

was afraid it would be too troublesome, so she suggested, “Federick, you don’t have to

that works too. These books are quite

smiled and got

Federick got into the car as well and fastened his seat

him the address of

for a moment before regaining

in the backseat as well, so she took one and asked, “Federick, what

my company. The one you’re looking at is

found it to be a good read

smile, Federick

the story not completed?” Kathleen asked

the sequel this summer, but the illustrator got into an accident and couldn’t draw

at his

you’re looking for

ask if you’ll be volunteering here next time,” Federick

as long as I have the

was relieved upon hearing that. “That’s great! Autistic children don’t really interact with anyone since they’re too immersed in their own worlds. If there’s a way to pique their interest in interacting with others, there might be a chance

to

you if I ask

not. Federick, you don’t have to be so polite when speaking to me. It’s my pleasure

with nothing in return, so he offered, “That’s good

“Federick, can I

it if you like it.” Federick happily gifted her

her arms and said, “Okay, I’ll take

arrived at the entrance of the

looking at the magnificent mansion, Federick was reminded

that Federick might