Marge woke up, humming a tune. Today was the day she finally got to see her son. She missed him so much. Her excitement had to be hidden from her mother. Cordelia wasn't happy about the turn of events so far and wanted to get her revenge, but she had no idea that it was her against the whole world. Marge prepared breakfast before she woke up her mother.
"Mother, it is time for breakfast," Marge said as she shook Cordelia's shoulder.
Cordelia opened her eyes, looking around, "Ugh, why didn't you wake me up. Now my clothes are all wet from the rain."
"Mother, the rain woke me up after my clothes were soaked as well. I tried to tell you we needed to find better shelter," Marge stated, trying to keep her temper.
Cordelia stood up and shook her long dress to try to get some of the water
