Isabelle or not - The story of a teenage orphan

10

I hear a door slam. That must be Mr Oliver. Oh no! Please don't be mean Mr Oliver! Please don't be mean!
'Danic! Finally you are here!' Mrs Oliver yells 'These girls have no education!'
'Probably because they have been in foster care their whole life, Betty.' The
Mr Oliver says.
'That doesn't matter!'Mrs Oliver snaps.
'Make me a cup of coffee, will ya?' He says 'I'll talk to these kiddos'
I pull out my charm and hold it in my hand, rapping it around my finger and then unwrapping it repeatedly.
Mrs Oliver spins on to her heel and into the kitchen.
Then we're left with Mr Oliver.