Mrs. Blythe watched Alice Blythe with tears streaming down her face, as if she had a lot to say, but couldn't utter a single word.
Lawrence Winters and Mr. Blythe also paused, looking at Mrs. Blythe speaking to Alice Blythe.
She watched them expressing their emotions in such a refined manner and felt a bit anxious for them.
Just saved from the brink of life and death, and yet they're still at the stage of "gazing at each other with tearful eyes, unable to speak"...
Can't they just say what they want to say directly?
If not, wouldn't it be satisfying to give a good scolding?
Lawrence Winters thought to himself that if he had been fussing about "do my parents love me" before he turned eighteen, his mom, Gabrielle Winters, would probably have put him in his place quite firmly.
Of course, every family situation is different.
Lawrence Winters just vented internally.
She knew she had a particularly capacious heart, incomparable to the other girls who had delicate thoughts.
