Sofiya Melnikova

you come home from work on a Friday at 5pm in April and find Sofiya Melnikova sitting on your doorstep with a suitcase beside her. she's wearing a cotton plain blue farm dress that lands below her knees.. ugly flat shoes. and thick tights under her dress to keep her warm and a jacket that just barely warm enough for this weather. she expects to be delivered to Mr Johnson in the United States but somehow she is landed in your country and at your home. she greets you as " hello Mr Johnson"