Would she understand? He doesn’t want to tell her if she will not understand
Becca looks around the room. Floor, moderately clean. Mother, teeth intact. Children playing in the corner of the room with some string. Possible danger there. First impression: average to good.
The woman, though, looks thin and exhausted.
“What is your mother-in-law’s name?” Becca asks.
“Just call her Nona.”
Nona. Grandmother.
The woman leads her through the house to a bedroom. The old woman who sits in front of her is so wrinkled that it’s hard to make out what she might have looked like.
Becca kneels in front of the old woman. The woman does not seem to register that she’s there. Is she blind? “Nona?”
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