Emma frowned, unsure of what he meant. “What are you talking about?” The girl piped up, “Grandma Helen—Mrs. Henderson—is our grandma. We were the ones who encouraged her to get a trendy haircut for this party. But after seeing the horrible haircut you gave her and how embarrassed she felt, we decided to do something about it.”
Emma’s heart sank. “What did you do?” “We posted reviews on Google and started a bad review thread on Twitter,” the boy said, shrugging nonchalantly. “We wanted people to know what happened.”