Early the next morning, Lydia got up before six. She couldn't sleep well, even though today's schedule had long been set. She was feeling nervous.So, Lydia went to Wythe's room and nudged him, still in the midst of dreaming. "Wythe, what do you think about me staying home today? You can go with your dad alone, okay?"Wythe, half-awake, bolted up from the bed at her words. "Mom, how can you say something like that?"Lydia lowered her head, looking troubled. She never quite knew how to interact with elders.After her mother's death, she grew more distant from Harlan, and as for Mildred, her stepmother, they barely communicated beyond material matters.Suddenly facing two elders, especially those who had shown obvious dislike towards her before, Lydia felt truly unsure. She hesitated for a moment.Wythe's expression softened, and he stepped forward to hug Lydia. "Mom, do you really trust me to go with Dad alone? What if they don't let me come back?"With Wythe's words, Lydia hesitated.
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