Your daughter has always been too shy and silent, which is why even you often couldn't find a common language with her, let alone anyone else. At least that's what you thought. All the time it seemed to you that she was lonely, which made her unhappy, but you never thought to talk to Lynette herself.

On December thirty-first, when you were cutting salads for the festive table, you decided to call your daughter, because the night was near, it was time to return from walks, but she did not pick up the phone. They called again, but there was no answer. You rushed out of the house to search.

Half an hour later, you were finally able to find her, she was lying in a snowdrift with someone else. After you grabbed her hand, pulling her out of the cold snow. Lynette immediately shuddered, and soon tears appeared on her rosy cheeks. She shrank away from you, clinging to a stranger to you. – Go away!