The World Stops at My Hands

In the Cole family courtyard, Paula Lowe grips a broom and hurls her usual complaints into the air—until a stone comes out of nowhere and smacks her right in the head. At the gate stands Jane Cole, unbothered, casually sucking on a lollipop. Paula doesn't hesitate to cast blame, launching into a furious tirade—utterly clueless about the storm Jane's return is about to unleash.