The black Porsche turned onto the driveway of the Scotts' residence.

Ansel parked behind a bright pink Volkswagen Bug. Next to the Bug was a ruby red Mustang convertible.

It wasn't hard to figure out who the cars belonged to.

Melody and Todd, Ansel thought, disgusted by their flashiness.

Then again, he was well prepared to be disgusted by everything about them.

Ansel picked up the pie dish the pumpkin pie that he'd brought with him was in. Sofia had made it especially for the occasion. She had said that it was the closest she could come to being there to support Ansel and Annabelle.

Ansel cut the engine and...