Cynthia decided she'd have to find another time to go back.
Outside, the rain intensified, the large raindrops pattering against the window with a clattering sound, creating a foggy haze that obscured everything from view.
It was a week before Cynthia's ankle fully healed.
Early in the morning, she left the house in a hurry, carrying her camera and handwritten notes. She was dressed in a plain T-shirt, black jeans, and white sneakers.
The weather was beautiful, with a clear, cloudless sky that stretched out infinitely, a blue that was especially soothing.
Standing at the entrance and looking at the familiar golden words "Benevolence Welfare House", Cynthia walked in. She was greeted by the same nun as last time.
The nun gestured with her hands and nodded slightly to Cynthia, who smil
