In a small country house, at 33 Without Thinking street, (this is very important, do not forget it!) there was a girl with freckles and red braids. Her name was Emma.
Emma had a mom, 12 aunts and a pink, beautiful goldfish.
On a morning that Emma was home alone feeding the goldfish, drinnnnnn...drinnnnnn...the phone rang.
Emma hesitated for a moment.