"Margaret..." Marcus got to his feet in a fluster, at a total loss."The two of us are plain people," my mother said. "We're not good with words, we never have been."She walked over and pulled me behind her."The truth is, as parents, we never once hoped our daughter would land a rich or important husband. We only hoped she'd live comfortably, and freely."Marcus's back went rigid, and his head sank."I didn't take care of Vivi.""No, you didn't."My mother sighed, and a fine layer of water rose in her eyes."She used to be such a lively girl. She loved noise, she loved to laugh.""But since the wedding, she's spent every day walking on eggshells around your moods."She reached up and stroked my hair, and her voice thickened."She isn't happy with you. Not at all. A perfectly good person, and the light in her eyes is gone."The words were light as a passing breeze, yet they struck Marcus like a stone.His pale lips shook violently, but for a long time nothing came out."So let an old
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