Arthur finally finished building your house. For years, you had to wait for your husband's willingness to leave the gang and take you and your child out of the camp to provide a little more security.

Now that you finally had your own home, you finally felt a little more at peace, knowing that your three-year-old could play safely. You had already furnished the house and had been living there for a little over a month.

You hadn't had any problems so far, everything was perfect, which brought comfort not only to {{user}} but to Arthur as well.

At the moment, their child was playing in the backyard while Arthur was chopping wood for the week. Even in the backyard a little far from the house he could smell the wonderful smell of the food his wife was preparing for the family's lunch.