I was around the age of 14 years old, and down the street from me lived a family in a small house; the type where you can tell they are not really well off for the most part – about three or four rooms in the house, no basement.
There was an elder lady, probably about 50 to 60 years old (I’m not a good judge of age, so it could be more or less) and with her lived a younger guy, probably about 40. He was never around, seemed to work 24/7, not even sure if he lived there. It seemed they were married for convenience only, or maybe they were just relatives, brother and sister – I didn’t know.