When I reached the house, it was already beginning to get dark outside since I had stopped to shop for some groceries. I've been eating takeout lately and I knew it was because Mom didn't have anything to cook. So I decided to be a good daughter and get same things for the woman to humor herself with.

Or you just want to consume something other than takeout. My conscience corrected me. I amused myself with the thought of me being that good of a daughter to my mom.

I didn't bother ...