When she finally reached the porch, she rang the bell, wiping at her wet face just as the door creaked open.

"Vienna?" Vanessa blinked in surprise.

"What a surprise-you didn't call."

Vienna's expression was grim as she stepped inside without waiting for an invitation.

"I have something important to talk about. Where's Mom?"

"She's resting in her room, I think. What's going on?" Vanessa followed quickly, concern knitting her brow.

They walked together down the quiet hallway.

Vienna paused ...