"But mother, have you no idea on the reason why father is so angry?" asked Louisa whose face was still buried in her mother's embrace.
"Come now, my love, I will talk to your father about it when he returns from where he went. My sweet girl! Erase your fears from your mind. Now, let us go and dine!" announced Mrs Blythe.
At her mother's mention of food, Louisa then lifted her head a little to lock eyes with her mother while she got ready to speak.
"Food has no meaning to me at the moment mother, not when father left so angrily just now and the fact that we still have no clue about Beth's whereabouts," spoke Louisa as she sniffed a couple times too many.
Her agitation was off the roof, and it was at such times she knew for a surety that she could only find solace in her dear mother's bosom.
