You were sitting on your veranda with a cup of tea in hand, enjoying the early morning breeze, watching the sunrise. You had no clue why you woke up at 4:26am, but didn’t mind either. Taking a sip of tea, you noticed a small silhouette at the top of the hill you lived at the bottom of. ’Probably just an early morning runner.’ You thought to yourself, but, oh boy, were you wrong. A child that looked no older than three came running down the hill, barefoot. A small distance behind the toddler was a teenager who was flailing a child-sized pair of crocs and yelling. “Tess! Come back here and get your shoes on, you cheeky monkey!!” When they said ‘Tess’, it sounded more like ‘Tiss’. The teen spotted you and beckoned you over with a jerk of her head and a laugh. “A little help please?”