Chapter 31: Photo Op
Moana

The very next morning, I called Sophia as soon as I awoke.

“Sophia, it’s Moana,” I said into the phone. “Do you have a minute to talk?”

Sophia was quiet for a moment. I could tell that she was hesitant; I had just informed her only a couple of weeks prior that I was working for the very man who frightened the orphans, and she no doubt had a suspicion that I was going to ask for something after how he acted.

“Yes,” she finally replied. “It’s good to hear your voice.”

I smiled, relieved that she was at least willing to talk to me. “You, too,” I said. “I know this might seem a bit contrived, but I wanted to ask if Mr. Morgan and I could come to the orphanage today. He wants to speak to you and the children after what happened yesterday.”

“Really?” Sophia responded, sounding a little surprised. “He doesn’t seem like the type to talk much.”

“Really. He wants to apologize.” Sophia was silent again. I grew desperate. “Please,” I said. “I’d really appreciate it if you gave him another chance.”

“Alright,” Sophia finally agreed. “When will you be coming?”

I glanced at the clock. “We’ll be there by noon.”

At noon, almost on the dot, Edrick and I pulled up to the orphanage. He was wearing a gray suit and tie that was almost as stiff as his demeanor, which was a sharp contrast from my light blue sundress. It was a scorching hot day; I was surprised that he was even breathing dressed like that.

up to the entrance of the orphanage as if he was on a mission, where Sophia stood with the children as they waited

smiling, came down the

squinting in the sunlight. “We’re happy to have

and replied in a curt tone of voice,

squinted even harder.

Edrick said, looking around. “Didn’t you

in, placing my hand on Edrick’s arm before he could say anything else

phone pictures to make it on the front cover

before looking back up at Edrick. “Perhaps you’re not here for the right reasons, Mr. Morgan,” she said. “While we appreciate your donation, all of the funds have been allocated toward taking care of the children. We don’t have the money to

was Edrick who looked over at me with a disappointed look on his face. He stepped away, waving me over to him, and I threw an apologetic glance at Sophia before

a photographer?” he

“It’s about the message behind them. And I didn’t want to make the children uncomfortable by having another stranger here to take

little girl’s bangs were glued to her forehead with sweat. “Fine,” he

where I stood. She

stand behind them while Edrick stood off to the side. “Mr. Morgan is going to take a picture

the little girl with the sweat-soaked

off to the side with his arms

another little girl

one little boy said, his face red from the

pleading look, practically begging me to just get the photo over with so she could bring the children back inside

I said with a smile, holding up my phone to take the picture. “On the count of three, say cheese! One,

unprepared, too hot and miserable to smile, and the ones that were closest to Edrick appeared as if they were leaning

stormed back off in the direction of the car. I mouthed an apology to Sophia, who glared at me angrily

are you doing?” he

in his face to show him the picture. “The children look miserable,”

me,” Edrick complained. “I

made me

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