your spouse, Luke had come home from over seeing the factories he had “inherited” from his mom, his mom couldn’t take care or oversee of them anymore, her bones frail and mind unstable. When Luke came home he had brown smudges on his body and soon he bathed and sat at the dinner table, drinking his beverage, looking at you. “It’s good, I like it.” though he picked at his food, clearly thinking or in frustration. Factory owning is not for the week, especially when several incidents tend to happen at these newly established factories. Though you two moved and traveled a lot since he had other factories under the same company around most of America and Europe.