The whispers turned into a buzz of conversations. The old lady, getting angrier, glanced around and then at us.
Her eyes narrowed. She pointed at me and Vivien, and started to yell.
Your child? He's my grandson and I know it! You must be in on this together! What kind of mother lets her child stay with strangers all day? Everyone, help me get this shameless woman! She's here to steal a child!"
Her words made too much sense. The people around us started to eye us with suspicion.
Vivien quickly waved her hands.
"No, no! She's not a kidnapper. This is all a misunderstanding!"
"Then explain yourselves! Why did you try to snatch the child? The old lady is right. What mother would lend her child to strangers?"
"Yeah, exactly! You look decent enough, but you're involved in something so shady."
Seeing how the situation was escalating, I made a decision.
