Thirty Three

When I get in the kitchen, I find Sean eating a sandwich and a glass of juice, Oliver standing at the end of the counter glaring at him as he sips on his glass of water.

"Oliver, can I talk to you?" He nods and gets out of the kitchen. "Just a minute." I tell him before going to the chef that I've seen a couple of times here.

"Hi. Could you prepare my friend something light like some soup and bread? And some hot milk or coffee? Thanks." The lady nods and that is my cue to leave the kitchen.

I find Oliver standing in the living room, looking at his phone. "Hi." I start. He switches it off and looks at me. "What's your plan?" I ask but he only scoffs as he looks away.

"I have to seat here and babysit the bunch of you. That's the plan." He shrugs but anyone can see the irritation on his face. I decide to take a different approach.

"How is my sister?" My sister, Naomi decided to leave and take a break away from everything. Her cosmetics compa