There's a person at our front door. I can't see their face so I have to open it wide enough so that the light can help me see who it is.
"You!" I yell out in surprise, seeing the whacky blacksmith in front of my door. "What are you doing here?"
She scratches the back of her head and apologizes, "I'm sorry about earlier."
"Who is it?" Nisha asks as she joins me here.
"I'm Letitia. Is this your wife?" she asks and I nod.
"Why are you here?" I ask.
"Well, Maya is my—"
"Letitia!" Maya calls from inside. I guess she knows her.
I let her enter our home and proceed to ask, "She's your what?"
"I advice you to close your doors and windows now," she says with a straight face.
"No, the windows will stay open," I say as I finally close the door.
"Trust me," she insists.
"How can I even trust you after you almost killed me?"
"What?" Nisha exclaims. "What happened?"
"This whacky blacksmith made me shoot—"