Rod could not hide his disgust. - She's a whore! Lawrence glared at him and left the room to talk to Ellen. A quiet knock on the door made her jump, and she froze, holding a wet towel to swollen lips when the door opened. - Ellen, honey, why did not you tell me about it before? - Lawrence asked, closing the door behind him. He stood there, saying nothing, and then with a worried expression on his face stretched out his arms to her. Ellen hesitated only a moment, ran to him crying. - Oh, Grandpa! I wanted to tell, but was afraid!