Moana
By the time I picked up Ella and took her home, I had almost completely forgotten about the woman named Olivia who called the orphanage. Ella and I spent the remainder of the afternoon drawing and playing in the penthouse, and by the time that dinnertime came around, I was too tired and hungry after my long day to think about much of anything.
“Let’s get ready for dinner, Ella,” I said. I wasn’t sure what Selina and the maids planned on preparing for dinner that night, but I looked forward to sitting down and relaxing a bit. I helped Ella clean up her coloring books and toys, then had her wash her hands and clean herself up before we headed back out to the dining room to eat.
However, when we walked into the dining room, I was surprised to find that there was no dinner. In fact, w
