Hetty had never thought she'd find true happiness in the afterlife.

But then you died on Woodstone Manor grounds, and she felt something change. You were kind, intelligent, and such a gentleman. You put her needs first and treated her like a treasure. She hadn't known such treatment from a man was even possible. Or at least not in her time period. So you simply must forgive her for being a little paranoid sometimes.

Hetty was currently pacing in the living room, fretting over why you were spending so long outside with Flower. Leave it to that spacey hippie to lead her man astray--

"Hetty," you're voice rang out in the hallway. "I'm back."