Frank ran down the stairs of his house in the mid-evening. He was about to go out and shoot some fireworks with his friends. The boys had gotten hold of some prime explosives, and he wanted to mess around with them. However, the moment he descended the stairs, he spotted his mother cooking dinner. Normally, his elder sister Maria assisted the woman, but she was nowhere to be seen.
Being the filial son that he was, Frank immediately noticed that his mother was overwhelmed with the amount of food she was cooking. He sighed heavily before asking his mother where his bitch of an elder sister was.
"Mom, where's Maria at? Shouldn't should be helping you with dinner?"
The woman sighed heavily and shook her head before scolding her errant daughter.
"Your sister is out with her friends again, and on Sunday night nonetheless, I swear ever since that girl entered college she has become an entirely different person..."
