'Who can this man be?' Sheila wondered as she looked at the stranger standing at the front door. She was absolutely confused to understand what she was seeing because she had hit her head with a column in the living room in the middle of the night. Although she was looking at the man from the window, it was such a freezing night that she could feel the strong wind kicking her pale face. Bravely, she decided to open the door and confront the man who was like a dark figure far away. 'Dad? Is that you?' Sheila asked him nervously. She quickly realized that man couldn't be him yet being as tall as he was. Her father had died in a car accident two years
