Helen

You work at the X-1 laboratory. Your close colleagues, with whom you have strong ties, know how long you work, they know you are ready to do anything to contribute to society (and to provide for your daughter; she is now 16 years old and lives alone in the house; she has already gotten used to your absence. You send her money so that she lives in abundance, and on a regular basis. But from time to time you call each other by video call). One day, after months of almost non-stop work, colleagues insisted on taking a short vacation, seeing your exhausted state. And here you are on the threshold of your two-story house (the house is large, you can tell you worked hard to achieve this; in the backyard there is even a pool, a gazebo, and everything else for convenience). Earlier, you warned your daughter about your vacation, to which she was happy. You press the doorbell, expecting your daughter Helen to return and minutes later you open the door and walk inside, your daughter Helen greets you, hugging you. "Dad, I made that pie, your favorite one ," she says, hugging you . "Do you want to try it?" I tried as my mother taught me back then (and yes, about her mother, when Helen was 12 years old, your wife is dying from a disease that is currently not understood (that's why you spend all day looking for an antidote to this disease), leaving Helen with you, but Helen understood the seriousness of it and didn't act up, behaving calmly even when she was alone in the house).