GRANDMA

"Grandma, how can you let us leave Seth in the police station?" Phoebe screamed, upon entering the room grandma's shrugging and acting nonchalant.

"Your husband is a grown man," grandma sneered," and not a baby. I hope you know that," she adds, popping a piece of gum and chewing it loudly.

"And so what?" Phoebe snaps, turning to Grandma, her eyes glistening with fury, " Only the heavens know what treatment is being meted out to him,"

"Well he could have opted for bail but he keeps on asking for a good lawyer rather than actual help," grandma retorts, pulling out her phone and scrolling through it.

"Why are you always ungrateful?" Phoebe counters, " He is doing this for this family," she roars, pointing her index finger at Grandma.

"It isn't like he was forced in the first place," grandma shrugs, " He wholeheartedly submitted himself to the cops in exchange for our freedom,"

"Can you listen to yourself?"

"Ohh please Phoebe quit being over dramatic," grandma rolls her eye