"I don't know..." and she trails off, and frowns, and turns about.

She doesn't know where her parents would be, but she does know where her grandparents were, and after a minute she finds the row.

Ah. Well.

There they are then.

"Told you it wouldn't be difficult," she says finally, and a bit quietly, because she can't think of what else to say, just rubs the back of her neck and looks.

She didn't think to bring flowers. She probably should have done that.