She stopped when she saw Anna sitting there, alone in the room except for another woman who sat quietly in the corner with her knitting. To say Anna looked devastated was an understatement. Anna stood and walked toward her with less-than-steady steps. Madeleine met her halfway with her arms open. She embraced the younger woman and held her while she cried. “What happened?” “He’s a stubborn jackass. That’s what happened.” “Anna, talk to me. You scared the hell out of me last night when you told me. I’ve been scrambling ever since to get back here as soon as possible.” Madeleine guided Anna into two seats. “He wasn’t happy with how the treatment was going,” Anna said dully. “And you know Ben—all or nothing.” Madeleine could feel the hair on her arms stand up. She did know Ben and she didn’t like the sound of Anna’s voice.
