The Unseen Secret Behind Joy V.’s Enigmatic Lightkeeping Journey Revealed
I finally snapped out of my mental cloud. “NO,” I answered in a stern voice. “Please stop asking me; this is driving me NUTS!”
“WHAT? Why?”
“We just can’t. Not today.”
“That’s not fair. That’s not an answer.”
Lately, as her mind shifted developmentally from kid to tween, “an answer” meant not just yes or no, but also the rationale. Her sense of justice was impressive, but exhausting.
“Why are you so mad at me?” she asked when I had no response.
I felt guilty at her rush to blame herself. “No no no no, it’s not that. It’s not about you. I am so tired. I can barely drive. I just want to get home.”
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