"WAAAH... Mommy, Mommy... Don't hit Mommy... WAAAH..." Watching the scene, a terrified Rory rubbed her eyes and burst into tears.
Hearing Rory's cries, Eleanor Bishop angrily slapped Yara Ross's hand away. She rushed to Rory's side and hugged her tightly, coaxing her in a soft voice, "Don't cry, Rory. Grandma wasn't hitting Mommy. Please don't cry."
"Cry, cry, cry! All you two do is cry! What did I do in a past life to deserve such an ungrateful daughter?" As she spoke, Yara Ross started to cry as well.
The hand Eleanor Bishop used to hold Rory clenched into a tight fist. She stood up, still holding her daughter. "Mom, Rory and I are moving out today. I'll figure out a way to pay back Dad's debt. You two take care of yourselves."
With that said, Eleanor Bishop carried Rory back to their room and started packing their clothes.
Rory stood on the floor, watching her mother pack. She rubbed her eyes and began to cry even harder. "Mommy, where are we going?"
