donât know.â Timothy continued crying in Kendraâs arms.
âYou should go to your mother. No mother would be cruel enough to abandonâa child.â
âButâ¦â Timothy thought of Emmeline and shook his head âMommy will send me to Daddy again, and everything will be the same.â
âThen, what do you do? Itâs getting late now.â
âI donât know.â
Kendra suggested, âMaybe your can go home with me first. After you think about it, Iâll help your make a call. You can choose to find your father or mother, okay?â
Timothy thought for a while, then nodded. âOkay.â
I donât know where to go anyway. Just listen to this auntie first.
âOkay, come with me.â Kendra crossed the zebra crossing with Timothy and her baby.
After turning several corners, Timothy followed Kendra to a tree- lined road.
âAuntie, arenât we arrived yet?â Timothy could barely move.
He followed Kendra while clutching the baby carriage and had already walked a lot. He was full of sweat, and he was gasping.
âIâm so sorry.â Kendra stroked Timothyâs head. âI donât have much money, so I canât také a taxi. We can only walk a few steps.â
âOkay then.â Timothy nodded sensibly. âIâm not tired. I can help you push the baby.â
âThank you.â Kendra wiped the sweat off Timothyâs face and smiled. âYouâre a good boy.â
Suddenly, the baby began to cry. Kendra had no choice but stopped the baby carriage at the roadside.
Then, she bent down and picked up the baby.
Timothy raised his head and asked with concern, âAuntie, why is the baby crying?â
âSheâs hungry.â Kendraâs throat choked. âWe have to go home quickly. Iâll make cereal for her.â
âWhy donât you give her milk?â Timothy wondered. âCereal doesnât taste well.â
Kendra smiled bitterly at Timothy but said nothing.
After walking for a long time, they finally entered an ordinary community. Kendra opened the door and pushed the baby carriage in. Timothy followed her and closed the door behind them.
âKendra, have you bought the supplement I want?â A middle- aged womanâs voice came from the bedroom.
âI bought it.â Kendra was a little unhappy. âBut I havenât bought the babyâs milk powder. I donât have enough money.â
âHmph!â Kendraâs mother-in-law, Ella Bradley, rushed from the bedroom.
âMy son gives you so much money every month! What do you use it for? Vonly want some supplements. How come you canât buy milk powder? You just dislike me for spending money! I can spend it on whatever I like! Thatâs my sonâs money, not yours! Itâs useless for you to complain!â
Kendra lowered her head, and tears of grievance filled her eyes. Just as Ella wanted to continue nagging, she suddenly saw Timothy behind Kendra.
âWhose child is this?â Ella raised her eyebrows and asked, âIs he your relative? I warn you! We donât have extra meals and canât afford to support idlers!â
âHeâs not my relative.â Kendra hugged her daughter in one hand and pulled Timothy with the other. âI picked him up on the roadside. He couldnât find his family, so I brought him back.â
âYou picked him up?â Ella was surprised. âNobody wants such a cute child?â
Kendra answered, âHow could nobody want him? Iâll ask for his familyâs phone number later and send him back. His family must be worried about him.â
Ella looked at the cute Timothy, then pondered. She squatted down and asked, âLittle boy, tell me, how old are you? Whatâs your name?â
When Timothy looked at Elia, he felt she was not good. He pouted and did not speak.
âIs he stupid?â Ella frowned. âI asked him questions. Why didnât he understand?â
Kendra responded, âHeâs not stupid. He talked to me on the road just now. Heâs good.â
âThen, why is he ignoring me?â Ella became gloomy.