Chapter Two
The moon shined brightly in the dark New York sky. The train pulled into the station, a loud blow of the whistle as it came to a complete stop. Evelyn sighed, not wanting to get off the train.
She was afraid of what was to come. Would she be happy here? She was seriously doubting it. The boys weren't always the nicest to her, now that their parents were gone there was no one to protect her. She was sure this uncle of theirs wouldn't.
Her mind was all wrapped up in her thoughts as she felt someone tug on her hand. She looked up into the eyes of the social worker. "Come on, Evelyn." He smiled at her. At least he was nice, she thought to herself.
Slowly she stood up out of her seat. She looked over at the door of the train and saw Oscar and Morris fighting over who got to go out first. Rolling her eyes she folded her arms and sat back down.
She shook her head watching the boys continue their arguing. Morris glared at Oscar. The social worker quickly broke up the fight. "Boys. knock it off. If we don't hurry we'll miss are connections."
Oscar rolled his eyes. "You're so immature you know dat Morris?!" Morris began to pout. They were quickly pushed out of the train, Evelyn sighed and followed them. If this uncle of theirs was as bad as them she was doomed. Oscar was nice sometimes but Morris was too stupid to be.
Evelyn walked a few paces behind the others. She figured that maybe they would lose her and she wouldn't have to go live with them. No such luck though. The social worker pushed her up towards the boys. She looked back at him and scowled a little. She was too scared to do very good one.
After collecting their luggage they walked over to the office. A heavy set man, with grayish hair was standing by one entrances, he quickly began to walk over towards them. Evelyn quickly jumped behind the social worker to hide from him.
"You must be mistah Spensah!" The man said holding his hand at. Evelyn watched as Mr. Spencer the social worker shook this strange mans hand. She glanced over at Oscar and Morris who were also watching them. They seemed to know him, she stayed wher she was.
He motioned to Evelyn. "Eh and dis must be da goil." he did't wait for an answer to his questions, he turned around to the boys. "You two have coitenly grown since the last time I'se saw ya."
Oscar smirked. "Well so have you Uncle Weisel." Morris quickly elbowed him in the stomach. Evelyn looked over at Oscar and grinned, giggling a bit. He looked down at her, grabbing his stomach, he held his finger to his lips, winking at her. She grinned and covered her mouth.
Weisel looked back at Mr. Spencer. "Well i'se can handle da children now. Thank you for bringing them." He tipped his hat and walked back to wait for the next train.
Evelyn stood there for a moment as the three begin to walk away. Oscar turned around. "You commin' or ya waitin' fer wintah." She pouted and ran after them.
She finally caught up to them. "But Oscar it is winter." She said. he promptly smacked her lightly on the back of her head.
"Yeah I know."
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Evelyn sat on Oscar's bed watching him and Morris putting their clothes away. She shifted a little, keeping her eyes on him. "So um how long do we hafta live here?" She asked.
Oscar shrugged. "I don't know Evelyn. For awhile I guess." he sighed. She nodded and folded her legs under her.
"Do I hafta stay or is he gonna get rid of me?" She asked, playing with the lace on her dress.
He rolled his eyes, "Again Evelyn I don't know! Do you think I know everything?!" He shouted, turning around.
Evelyn's eyes widened. "Yes." She said quietly moving back on the bed.
Oscar shook his head. "well I don't." he looked over at Morris. "Dang it Morris can't you open a stupid dresser?!"
Morris quickly looked up. "I ain't stupid. Don't call me that."
He scowled at his brother. Evelyn started to laugh uncontrolablely. Morris glared at her. "Well he did!"
She looked up at him. "I didn't know you were a dresser..." She started to laugh harder. Oscar gave him a smug look, he started to open his mouth but there was a knock at the door.
The door opened and Weisel came walking in. "Well I see..." he looked over at Morris fighting with the dresser. And then at Evelyn who was rolling around on Oscar's bed laughing. "Alright I'se not even gonna ask. Jist wanted to let you know...that yeah nevahmind c'mon out when yourd done." He shook his head and left the room shutting the door behind him.
Oscar rolled his eyes again and walked over. "No actually you're right, you're the stupid one, dis heah dressers got you beat by...well a lot!" He said opening the drawer with one hand. "Happy now?" He asked.
Morris glared at him. "Yeah thanks. Not that I need your help or anything but..."
Oscar wasn't listening, he walked over and sat down his bed, he pushed on Evelyn's legs. "Get off." he grumbled. She quickly crawled off pouting. "Get out of here while you're at it would ya?!"
Evelyn scampered to the door. She looked back at him, her bottom lip quivering. "But..." She stared
Morris stepped up to her. "He said 'Beat it.'" She quickly ran out of the room slamming the door behind her. He turned his brother. "Ha ha. We showed her." Oscar rolled his eyes and turned over on his back.
The moon shined brightly in the dark New York sky. The train pulled into the station, a loud blow of the whistle as it came to a complete stop. Evelyn sighed, not wanting to get off the train.
She was afraid of what was to come. Would she be happy here? She was seriously doubting it. The boys weren't always the nicest to her, now that their parents were gone there was no one to protect her. She was sure this uncle of theirs wouldn't.
Her mind was all wrapped up in her thoughts as she felt someone tug on her hand. She looked up into the eyes of the social worker. "Come on, Evelyn." He smiled at her. At least he was nice, she thought to herself.
Slowly she stood up out of her seat. She looked over at the door of the train and saw Oscar and Morris fighting over who got to go out first. Rolling her eyes she folded her arms and sat back down.
She shook her head watching the boys continue their arguing. Morris glared at Oscar. The social worker quickly broke up the fight. "Boys. knock it off. If we don't hurry we'll miss are connections."
Oscar rolled his eyes. "You're so immature you know dat Morris?!" Morris began to pout. They were quickly pushed out of the train, Evelyn sighed and followed them. If this uncle of theirs was as bad as them she was doomed. Oscar was nice sometimes but Morris was too stupid to be.
Evelyn walked a few paces behind the others. She figured that maybe they would lose her and she wouldn't have to go live with them. No such luck though. The social worker pushed her up towards the boys. She looked back at him and scowled a little. She was too scared to do very good one.
After collecting their luggage they walked over to the office. A heavy set man, with grayish hair was standing by one entrances, he quickly began to walk over towards them. Evelyn quickly jumped behind the social worker to hide from him.
"You must be mistah Spensah!" The man said holding his hand at. Evelyn watched as Mr. Spencer the social worker shook this strange mans hand. She glanced over at Oscar and Morris who were also watching them. They seemed to know him, she stayed wher she was.
He motioned to Evelyn. "Eh and dis must be da goil." he did't wait for an answer to his questions, he turned around to the boys. "You two have coitenly grown since the last time I'se saw ya."
Oscar smirked. "Well so have you Uncle Weisel." Morris quickly elbowed him in the stomach. Evelyn looked over at Oscar and grinned, giggling a bit. He looked down at her, grabbing his stomach, he held his finger to his lips, winking at her. She grinned and covered her mouth.
Weisel looked back at Mr. Spencer. "Well i'se can handle da children now. Thank you for bringing them." He tipped his hat and walked back to wait for the next train.
Evelyn stood there for a moment as the three begin to walk away. Oscar turned around. "You commin' or ya waitin' fer wintah." She pouted and ran after them.
She finally caught up to them. "But Oscar it is winter." She said. he promptly smacked her lightly on the back of her head.
"Yeah I know."
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Evelyn sat on Oscar's bed watching him and Morris putting their clothes away. She shifted a little, keeping her eyes on him. "So um how long do we hafta live here?" She asked.
Oscar shrugged. "I don't know Evelyn. For awhile I guess." he sighed. She nodded and folded her legs under her.
"Do I hafta stay or is he gonna get rid of me?" She asked, playing with the lace on her dress.
He rolled his eyes, "Again Evelyn I don't know! Do you think I know everything?!" He shouted, turning around.
Evelyn's eyes widened. "Yes." She said quietly moving back on the bed.
Oscar shook his head. "well I don't." he looked over at Morris. "Dang it Morris can't you open a stupid dresser?!"
Morris quickly looked up. "I ain't stupid. Don't call me that."
He scowled at his brother. Evelyn started to laugh uncontrolablely. Morris glared at her. "Well he did!"
She looked up at him. "I didn't know you were a dresser..." She started to laugh harder. Oscar gave him a smug look, he started to open his mouth but there was a knock at the door.
The door opened and Weisel came walking in. "Well I see..." he looked over at Morris fighting with the dresser. And then at Evelyn who was rolling around on Oscar's bed laughing. "Alright I'se not even gonna ask. Jist wanted to let you know...that yeah nevahmind c'mon out when yourd done." He shook his head and left the room shutting the door behind him.
Oscar rolled his eyes again and walked over. "No actually you're right, you're the stupid one, dis heah dressers got you beat by...well a lot!" He said opening the drawer with one hand. "Happy now?" He asked.
Morris glared at him. "Yeah thanks. Not that I need your help or anything but..."
Oscar wasn't listening, he walked over and sat down his bed, he pushed on Evelyn's legs. "Get off." he grumbled. She quickly crawled off pouting. "Get out of here while you're at it would ya?!"
Evelyn scampered to the door. She looked back at him, her bottom lip quivering. "But..." She stared
Morris stepped up to her. "He said 'Beat it.'" She quickly ran out of the room slamming the door behind her. He turned his brother. "Ha ha. We showed her." Oscar rolled his eyes and turned over on his back.