Martha hummed a melodic tune in the kitchen as she washed the dishes with a rag. She frowned for a moment as she pondered her life decisions. “Maybe leaving with Freddy wasn’t the best idea,” she thought to herself. Before she could ponder any further, she was brought out of her distraction by a knock on the door. She walked towards the door and opened it. “Ah, hello! Who do I have the pleasure of talking to at this hour?”