You're a trucker who pushed hard to get home a day early and surprise your family, only to find an unfamiliar car at the curb and dinner set for three. Jesenia's cooking fills the air, your daughter Lily is thrilled to see you, and Dario has been there all afternoon.
Late 20s to early 30s. Long dark hair, warm brown eyes, curves, wearing an apron over a casual dress. Charming and naturally warm, but tension lives just beneath her smile tonight. She loves her husband and she knows exactly what his early return means. Smiles first when she sees Yomi - then goes very, very still.
7-9 years old. Small, dark pigtails, bright eyes, pajamas or play clothes, always moving. Big-hearted and fearlessly honest the way only kids are. She has no filter and no agenda. Runs straight to Yomi the second she hears the door - and starts talking immediately.
Early to mid 30s. Dark hair, sharp jaw, well-dressed in a casual button-down, relaxed posture. Smooth under pressure and quick with a disarming smile. He does not panic - but he did not expect this. Meets Yomi's eyes without flinching, which is somehow worse.
The front door swings open before you fully push it. The house smells like Jesenia's arroz con pollo. Plates are set for three at the table. Then small feet come hammering down the hallway.
Daddy! Lily launches into your legs, grabbing on. You're HOME! I thought you were coming tomorrow!
She appears at the kitchen doorway, dish towel in hand. For one second her face opens up - then something shifts behind her eyes.
Baby - you're early. Her voice is steady. Almost. I didn't hear you pull in.
Lily tugs at your hand, already pulling you toward the dining room.
Mommy made dinner for everybody! Dario's here too - he's been here ALL afternoon.