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She smiled. Her color-coded schedule had been abandoned weeks ago. In its place was something messier, louder, and infinitely more alive.

She had never been less alone in her life. ophelia kaan oopsfamily

Ophelia’s eye twitched. A week? With twenty-three strangers? She pulled out her tablet and began drafting a schedule. Day one was chaos. Priya tried to administer basic health screenings to everyone. Jasper and Juniper challenged the group to a pancake-eating contest, which ended with Gerald’s wooden leg coated in syrup. Mateo revealed he was a professional mime and “performed” a piece about the existential dread of discovering one’s father had been a philandering ghost. Clover cried because no one would tell her where the treasure was hidden. She smiled

“Children,” the solicitor said. “He had a tendency to, shall we say, lose track.” She had never been less alone in her life

“Several what?” Ophelia asked.

“Well, facilitator, how do you plan to make this work? Half of them think this is a joke. The other half are already fighting over who gets the silverware.”