'I'm Afraid for My Grandchildren,' Nana Said.

Nana refused tea and sherry. Marline found something at the check out in a little super market along the high street. This seemed only to antagonize their grandmother further. Lulu had just learned to do french knitting. She wasn't taking much notice of the conversation, engrossed in weaving her wool with a fine crochet hook around the four nails knocked into a cotton reel. Nana was frozen, offended to the soul. Is that what you call it? Fun? You don't need to worry about us, charlotte reassured her. The old lady stared around as if she were taking an inventory of all the furniture that fully belonged to her.