Calling at the wrong time

Ryn went to the corner of the kitchen and sat on the floor.  Her knees were pulled together close to her chest as she leaned her right side to the wall. The phone was pressed on her left ear. 

"Do you want us to go there?" her mother asked gently. 

Ryn sniffed.  She shook her head.  Then, finally remembering that her mother could not see it, she opened her mouth,  "No need,  mom.  I guess I am just... "

She paused, not knowing what to say.  She did not want to worry her parents but at the same time, she wished she could be in her mother's arms like she used to when she was still a little girl. 

"If your work is too overwhelming, you can just quit.  We can still support you, dear, "her mother's voice was so soothing, it made Ryn felt better. 

"Hmm..."

"If you want to take a break from everything, just come and drop by.  I have no doubt your father will be happier to see you. I know I am to have my daughter close to me all the time."