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4 Lydia
LydiaLydiaLydia is plagued by nostalgia for her children’s days of youth. Where did I go wrong? she asks herself, standing over the kitchen sink waiting for the coffee to brew. She rewinds time in her mind, stopping and playing, pausing to reflect, and rewinding more. Further and further back she goes, letting time fall away like leaves off a tree. She sees her hair grow longer, turn from grey back to blonde, the now ever-present muffin top melts off her waistline, and she is restored to her former self, her younger self. She thinks about how in the beginning she took it all for granted. That if she had only known how things would turn out, maybe she would have done it all differently. She shakes her head knowingly, brushing off such a thought, because in the end she only had
