All Too Late

Synopsis

On New Year's Eve, my wife stood on stage with our son—now cancer-free—during a live broadcast. The host played an audio message from me. "Scarlett, my son, may you both live long, happy, and healthy lives." My wife laughed coldly. "How ridiculous. What right do you have to bless us?" Everyone knew that when our boy was battling cancer and my wife was drowning in debt, I abandoned them. Now our son has survived, and she's built her own success. And both of them hate me. But my recorded voice went on. "In the new year, remember to eat on time. Scarlett, your stomach is weak. You mustn't drink soup with your meals..." Annoyed, she cut it off. "Enough. I don't want to hear it. Why ruin the first night of the year with his curse?" The host hesitated, then said quietly, "Ms. Byrd... this was Mr. Hudson's final wish."