The next day, while Lydia was curled on the window seat, phone pressed to her ear, he’d picked up the extension in the kitchen and heard only the low drone of the dial tone.
Lydia has never really had friends, but their parents have never known. If their father says, “Lydia, how’s Pam doing?” Lydia says,”Oh, she’s great, she just made the pep squad,” and Nath doesn’t contradict her.
He’s amazed at the stillness in her face, the way she can lie without even a raised eyebrow to give her away.
-Everything I Never Told You, Celeste Ng