Wheatley hugged Nannan. "Mom," she called.
"Yes, daughter," said Nannan softly.
[I heard Wheatley calling Nannan "mom". It's so touching. I am crying. Who knew stepmothers had it so tough, especially when children are so sensitive? It's really difficult to accept someone new as a parent and to accept someone as a child.]
[I had a stepmother. My mother passed away in high school and my father married his current wife. I couldn't accept that woman for a long time until the day of the college entrance examination. She waited for me outside the examination hall with a bunch of sunflowers in her arms. She picked the sunflowers herself. Her love was pure. I called her "mom" for the first time that day.]
