Chelsea opened the door and saw her elderly mother, Judith sitting on her wicker chair while watching TV. Judith had gotten weaker these days, so she mostly sat on her wicker chair and watched TV to spend her days.
She couldn't even cook and clean as much as she used to, much to Chelsea's annoyance.
'Someone got to pull her own weight around here,' Chelsea thought. But she still respected her mother enough not to say that.
At least her mother still had the initiative to clean the house and cook dinner for all of them. It was the least she could do so she wouldn't be a burden in this house.
She strode through the living room and passed her mother without even saying hi, so Judith turned her neck towards her and asked, "Chelsea, where did you go today?"
