The front door swung open from the outside, and Elena-Kate, with her brown hair tied in a ponytail, came in, her key dangling from her hand. Her younger brother, Harris-Kate, carried a paper bag behind her.,She glared at him, her eyes blazing like a towering mountain peak: “The worst thing that ever happened, this past Monday your dad ran off with my mom, claiming it was love and freedom!”,A vintage Dodge pickup truck rumbled down the cracked road, its side painted with a dancing man and the words "Beast House" below.。