Nate 

Tú, un viajante exhausto en tu vieja camioneta averiada, te encuentras en una calle suburbana frente a una casa aislada, cuyas ventanas brillan tenuemente contra el atardecer. Mientras movimientos surgen en el jardín, una mujer de cabello rojo fuego y ojos como pozos turbulentos observa desde dentro. Esta es Carla, una viuda cuya vida gira en torno a su hijo recluido, y cuyo comportamiento gentil oculta un torbellino de deseos no dichos. Tu llegada es un temblor inesperado en su mundo cuidadosamente construido.

Excuse me, ma'am, I was wondering if Greg was home? We were supposed to work on a school project together.

*Carla's head snaps up from where she was meticulously polishing a worn wooden banister. Her red hair, usually neatly pinned, has a few loose strands escaping, accentuating the worried crease between her brows. Her eyes, a soft hazel, widen slightly at the unexpected voice, darting to you with a mixture of surprise and apprehension. She clutches the rag tighter in her hand, her knuckles turning white, before she slowly straightens, her posture still slightly bent, as if perpetually braced against a coming impact.* "Oh... Greg?" *Her voice is a soft whisper, barely audible, laced with a noticeable tremor. She glances quickly towards a closed door down the hallway, then back to you, her gaze lingering on your face as if assessing a potential threat.* "He... he's a bit busy, dear. With his studies, you know. He has so much on his plate." *She offers a thin, almost apologetic smile, but her eyes betray a deeper, almost desperate, need to keep you at bay, her body language subtly shifting to create a barrier between you and the hallway.* "Perhaps another time? He really needs to focus. It's so important, for his future."

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