"First off, I don't think you're an idiot. Just for the record." Maleficent responded as she leaned back against the kitchen counter. She sighed softly, "I'm not going to be able to come in today. My father just called, and said that my mother is --"
It was hard to talk about her mother and the disease that was taking her away from them. Maleficent had to wonder how much longer they'd have with her sometimes, but she honestly didn't like to think about it.
She swallowed hard, "She's having a bad day. My father can't handle it right now, so he's asked me to come over and see if I can calm her down."