"Now my dears, no need to be so stiff. What's going on?" Anne took Olivia's chin and turned it towards her, searching the truth in her daughter's face unabashed. She frowned. "Oh dear child. You've been crying. What's going on, my dear? Has Pearl been mean to you again? You know you can tell your mama everything."

Olivia could. She could also jump off a cliff. Didn't make it a good idea.