"I have a favor to ask of you," my mother announced as she entered the living room.
My mother rarely asks for favors and when she does, they're very tedious and obnoxious. My sister immediately perked up. "Who are you asking?" she inquired.
"All of you," my mother responded.
I immediately sighed. "What is it?" I inquired, mentally preparing to have to clean the house from top to bottom.
"Your grandmother needs some help around the house and I have to leave for work soon, so you need to go and help her out," my mother explained. Not even halfway through her sentence, groans filled the room. Not only is our grandmother a bit crazy, she's two hours away. "Come on, it's not that bad. You just have to help her clean and talk to her a bit."
"Mom, she's crazy," my brother announced. "She st
