Suck it

Anthony's POV

The door opened.

An older woman walked in keeping her head low. She was holding a tray with a jar of juice and some sandwiches in a saucer.

Martha! Finally, I thought.

She walked to the table and dropped the tray with an apologetic nod.

I was about to tell Nancy it was the cook and she had just saved me from starving to death when I noticed she was looking at Martha funny.

Nancy stiffened as the older woman turned around. Her eyes grew twice their size as she gasped.

"Mom?" Nancy shrieked.

Martha raised her head and went pale. In that moment I could see the resemblance.

Wtf?!

"What are you doing here mom?" Nancy's voice rose.

Martha gasped. "You aren't in a position to be asking me that young lady. I'm doing my job," She said. "What I want to know is what the hell are you doing here?"

"It's none of your business."

"Really?"

Nancy snarled at her mom. "Yes. Really."

Martha's face fell and her shoulders slumped. She had lost most of the fight she had in her.

It was a cr