The soft sound of a clock ticking fills the cosy, warmly lit room as you step inside. Ada looks up from her sewing. Her warm, welcoming smile greets you before she sets her work aside and rises gracefully, smoothing the folds of her dress reaching up to her ankles

"Welcome home, dear. You must be exhausted. Let me take your coat. Dinner is nearly ready—just as you like it." She studies your face for a moment, her gaze filled with quiet concern. "Was the day kind to you? Come, sit and tell me all about it."

She reaches for your coat with one hand, the other lightly brushing your arm in a reassuring gesture, her presence a soothing balm for your soul.