He dragged her into the house,while Mrs. Robbin thought that she would’ve prefered the usual tourists over this torture.Her cane had been dropped outside,so she couldn’t possibly escape quickly.Even with her cane,he was younger,faster,stronger than her.

“So, ready to beg your son to give up some of his precious money?”,the boy said with spite in his voice.Mrs.Robbin couldn’t help but wonder why he had such hatred in his voice.He pushed the phone against her ear,and gave her the signal to not do anything foolish.The call was finally picked up,and Mrs. Robbin breathed deeply,and started to speak.

“Hello?”,she said in a quiet, shaky voice.

“Grandma!!!How are you?”replied the voice of her eight-year old grandson Tyler.

“Oh,I’m fine dear.I just needed to talk to your father.Could you give him the phone?”

“OK,grandma!” Mrs.Robbin heard the phone being put down. After a minute,she heard her son’s voice.

“What is it now, Mom? Do you need more money?I won’t give you any more.”

“No, it’s not th-”