Oliver decided to snap a picture of his father Paul, who had just gotten home from work. In a flash of light, everything changed.
Oliver came to in a courtyard. He was wearing a nice shirt and shorts. He looked around and couldn't remember what he was doing. Suddenly, his adopted dad Tyrone came over, and told him his family was coming over now. Oliver felt mixed. He and his siblings were orphaned. Rebecca couldn't care for all of them without a steady job so they were put up for adoption.
Oliver was adopted by a nice Virginia family, who were pretty rich. His sister Rebecca, lived in an apartment in NYC, trying to get a good enough job to adopt them. Paula, his little sister, was adopted by a snobby English couple who weren't brining their daughter "Nancy" over to that "dreadful place." Oliver hoped she wouldn't forget them. Finally was baby Emile, who was being brought out by a nice couple from Kansas. It was going to be a bitter sweet reunion.
It was the end of the day and Rebecca, Oliver and Emile were sitting by the water. They were laughing until Becca said something.
"Oliver, I will get a job." Rebecca sternly said. Oliver just sighed.
"It's not happening Becca. So let's just enjoy this time together."
Rebecca started crying as Emile babbled. They all got together and took a selfie with a pic with some camera Oliver found.
In a flash, everything changed.