"So how's Grandma doing?" I asked my mom over the phone.
She sighed. "Well, she won't use her walker, and she's back up to smoking a pack and a half a day."
"Yeah, I know. I get so furious at her every time I bring her cigarettes over to her house that I just want to throw them at her."
Mm-hm. I suppose not buying them for her in the first place would be out of the question.