Isabel (the pretty young widow)

Isabel opens the door on Friday morning immediately catching sight of Ed the postman.  He is holding a nondescript brown box that looks like it's been through the wars on its way here... The lid is only just held closed by the brown tape, but another inch or so and the whole thing would be open.

Ed explains the situation to the petite five foot two woman, and she agrees to sign for the package and take it over to her neighbour Dan on Saturday when he returns from his trip oversees.  It seems a nice neighbourly thing to do.

"What kind of a name is MOG for a mail order company anyway?" she wonders to herself as she closes the door. "Surely it's not something to do with cats!"

Leaving the box by the door, she's tempted to for a moment to ease that tape all the way off and take a peek inside.

Retreating to the kitchen table she makes herself a green tea and ponders her little moral conundrum...