“We are home. Charlie... Mommy's home, son.”

Cammila's screams echoed in the silent house. The suitcase made a lot of noise as she dragged it around the living room. No one greeted her at the main door until she walked into the living room. That made Cammila a little annoyed.

“Are you crazy, Cammi? Screaming like a Tarzan?” Shane scoffed at her sarcastically.

"No. Of course not. Where is everyone? We brought lots of souvenirs for them. And they didn't welcome us? It's so ...