Chapter 5 For a few seconds Marion stood outside the door, arms wrapped around herself, but she knew she had to talk to her daughter. She tapped the door gently. “Anne, can I come in?” “Of course, Mama.” Stepping through the door, closing it softly behind her, she looked at Anne. Marion was silent, Anne watching her mother in the mirror. Had it been Thaddeus she’d have stood, but with it being Marion it didn’t matter as much, and in some ways it was easier, reading the worry in Marion’s eyes. “Mama, what’s wrong?” Of course Anne read the emotions Marion couldn’t hide. “I need to talk to you about…