Betty's POV. 

Grandma’s voice broke through the uneasy silence.“Let’s go somewhere,” she said quietly, stepping closer to Mrs Salome.

She reached out and grabbed Mrs Salome’s arm gently, like she was trying to lead her away from all the noise and people. 

But Mrs Salome didn’t budge. She just looked down at Grandma’s hand, then back up at her face, and slowly shook her head.

“I don’t think so, Natasha,” she said. “You should’ve told her already.”

“Told me ...