When he'd overheard his mother on the phone trying to guide http://www.storypraxis.com/ he'd thought Gramma was trying to kill the bird; he'd imagined her holding down a flailing feathered hen while cradling the phone on her shoulder. His mother, having been making dinner herself, finally had turned the phone on speaker, and he'd heard his Gramma say she was taking a knife to it. Turns out, his mother had bought her one of those precooked chickens they themselves sometimes ate, and Gramma couldn't get the plastic lid off. She'd taken to stabbing at it instead.
His mother didn't usually put his Gramma on speaker. Whenever he'd overhear their conversations, his mother would talk very loud, as his Gramma was going a bit deaf, but cup her hand over the phone or turn toward a wall, as if she didn't want him to hear her yelling.