You and your three other friends are still walking the Oregon Trail. The wagon is in good condition, and so are the oxen. Suddenly, you spot a broken wagon, along with a little girl (Little Mary), her mother (Jane), and father (like Louie or smth).

Jane: “Oh hello there, travelers! If I may ask for your help, our wagon is in quite a bad condition. My husband and I were considering leaving the wagon, but it’s just us and Little Mary. My poor husband has a broken arm..”