Cammila and Avery arrived at their house like two people who hadn't been home in decades. They were both very excited as they pushed the gate open and ran around the yard like two little children excited about getting candy.
"We are home!" Avery exclaimed cheerfully.
"Finally, this house is ours again."
While they were busy with their euphoria, Avery even started to do a dance that she only did when she was excited and happy. Someone suddenly opened the main door from inside. Avery's dancing stopped. She stood stiffly, like a baby monkey who had just been caught stealing bananas.
“Are you Bennetts?”
"Who are you? Why are you at our house?”
A man stepped out of their house. He wore a long-sleeved t-shirt and khaki pants. The man was well-built and quite muscular. Cammila estimated the
