My children, Jared Anderson and Julia Anderson, grabbed Ted Smith’s clothes tightly. They looked at me warily, like I was a criminal. I clenched my fists and felt my heart throbbing in pain. My wife, Clara Anderson, tightened her grip around my arm. I looked up and stared at the others standing around me. Initially, they were talking about the automatic alarm installed in my cell phone. Ted showing up at that very moment caught them by surprise. My father-in-law, George Brown, explained himself awkwardly, “When you were in a coma, Ted took care of us. Initially, we wanted to introduce you to him after you came home.” My mother-in-law, Nancy Brown, added, “That’s right, since you’ve woken up from your coma, I hope the two of you play along well. Don’t make us worry.” Ted smiled and walked toward me. However, his eyes were taunting me. I silently paused the system. ‘I’ll give you an answer in two days’ time.’In my brain, the system sighed softly and went into sleep m
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