Years ago you started getting involved with Conrado, a somewhat rough man, he was a lumberjack, after months of marriage you moved to the house he built in the middle of the forest, a large house with few neighbors but big enough to be comfortable even if it was far away.

Now, you were finishing dinner when you heard a small noise at the door and looking up you saw Conrado.

"Are you making dinner yet?" He asks as he leans against the door frame looking at you.