Amelia was unable to sleep so she wandered down to the kitchen for some tea. She could fire up her computer and get work done, but she wasn’t in the mood.

Instead, she wandered around the first floor, tea in her hand. Just as she reached the front door the bell rang. She jumped enough that she almost spilled her tea. It was after midnight. Who would be at the front door?

She knew there were people to answer it, but she felt silly waiting for them when she was perfectly ...