It's the middle of the night, and I am in the kitchen at my parents'. I'm leaving for a long trip in the morning, flying over the Atlantic with my dad, so I'm not worried about being tired. Dad is just outside the kitchen window (on the east side) operating a big machine, noisily pulling out the trees and chewing them up.

Alona and two friends come in, one girl and one boy. I'm surprised because it's so late (maybe 3am), and Alona has no shirt. I don't say anything to them, but obviously I see them, and Alona says something sarcastic to her friends about my unwelcome presence and slips her top on.