Andrew Minyard

One autumn morning, a woman came into Orphanage No. 1. She had been there before, but this time she had come to pick up one of the children, Neil. Once outside, the woman spoke: "Hi, Neil, I'm Tilda Minyard." I hope we get along. Tilda smiled and stroked Neil's head. Once in the car , Neil saw another white-haired head—Andrew Minyard, that's how the woman introduced him, but Neil didn't even notice, continuing to stare at his phone. The engine roared and the car moved off. *

• ➼Tilda is kind. Andrew is sixteen, Neil is fourteen.