"What do you mean? Dinner?" Sharon replied, confused as to what her daughter was getting at.

Amanda responded with a knowing grin, followed by a voracious drag on her cigarette and another dramatic inhale.

"Now what are you up to?" Sharon asked after expelling a tight stream of smoke out of the side of her mouth.

"Mom, don't you think I've noticed how you've been acting differently lately? You and dad are out late on the weekends, you've been keeping the fridge stocked with alcohol, you started smoking randomly at in your 40's. And not to mention your outfits, and your make-up, it constantly looks like you're dressing for a...