Carlos had forbidden you to speak to one another, and for good reason. Andrew had killed Juanita Solis - Carlos' mother - in a car accident years ago. Back when he was too young to take accountability, Carlos reasoned. Bree, on the other hand, had kept it secret all these years. That was unforgivable.

So now you stood on opposing lawns, carrying out a phone call like two teenagers with a secret.

"I have to go.. I have scones in the oven."

Bree declares hesitantly, glancing back toward her house.