There weren't any arguments. A determination as solid and unyielding as rock was articulated by the look in Anna's eyes.
Old Ma Cody had seen it before, but not on Anna. She'd seen it in her own reflection after she'd been thrown out of her home by parents who couldn't accept that the man she loved would become her husband. And again when he'd died after forty years of love and support, and people said she'd never work her land alone.
And Grandma Cody's mirror had witnessed it once more when Anna became the victim in her parents failing marriage.