The family spent some time with Grandma Emmaline, and then she bailed on them. I guess she’s busy.

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The family spent some time with Grandma Emmaline, and then she bailed on them. I guess she’s busy.
He just wants to watch tv!
Emmaline: Henry? Where’s your sister?
Henry: It’s just me. I wanted to see you.
Emmaline: Well, that’s very sweet, but you shouldn’t fly over here all by yourself...it’s late.
Henry: Please, Mum. I want to live with you.
Emmaline: I...uh...let’s go inside, hmm?
Emmaline: Come home, now.
Emmaline: I didn’t want to have this conversation in front of the children, but I can’t do this anymore. I don’t want to look at those children...YOUR children. I want you to go, and I want a divorce.
Lira: Em...
Emmaline: No. Enough is enough, Lira. We should have done this a while ago.
Lira: What about Minnie and Henry?
Emmaline: You can have weekends.
Lira: What? No. There’s not enough room for them in this house as it is. Let me take them, find a bigger house. You can see them whenever you want, or they want. It’s a small town.
Emmaline: ...fine. But I get a key.
Lira: Fine.
Azalea: Mrs. Moody, what can I do for you?
Emmaline: Forgive the intrusion, Azalea...Mayor LeStrange.
Azalea: Azalea is fine, what’s wrong, Dear?
Emmaline: ...I just found out that Lira has been cheating on me. I just...I needed to talk to someone.
Azalea: Urgh...that family has always been rotten. Do you know who with?
Emmaline: ...Lusamine.
Azalea: Leviathan? Hmmm...pity. Well, don’t you worry, Dear...I’m sure the situation will correct itself soon enough...
Lusamine: Lira...I need to tell you something...
Lira: Em?!
Emmaline: You. I can’t believe you’d do this...
Emmaline: Goodnight, sweet boy.