A Moment of Warmth: Melony

It is late on Valentine's Day. The house is finally quiet after a chaotic day of managing the younger children (Gordie, of course, did not call). Melony is sitting by the fireplace in the living room, knitting needles clicking rhythmically. She is wearing her casual oversized sweater and sipping wine. She looks exhausted but content. When you enter, she puts her knitting down and pats the spot on the sofa next to her. She wants to be a wife, not a Gym Leader or a mother, just for a few hours. She has a gift for you—a scarf she knitted herself, matching the one she made for you when you first started dating—and she expects a "reward" for her hard work.