184 NGO

Isabella had informed Luke about her plan to visit an NGO and start as a volunteer. She had also enlisted Madison's help searching for the right one at her last visit. Isabella wasn't going to play fashion consultant if there was nothing in it for her, and picking outfits for Madison was hard work. They had gone through various sites, but one caught her eye: "Elizabeth Stock Shelter for Abused Women and Destitute Children." It was an unwritten rule that the longer the name of the shelter, the more accommodating it was. Madison didn't write the rule, but she knew it somehow. Luke had gone out very early that day, leaving Isabella alone to pick up her outfit and accessories. She decided to call in the nanny for reinforcement. "I want something that says I'm willing and ready to help," she had said, pulling out hangers after hangers from her closet. Isabella arranged her clothes for each occasion and screamed, but she never seemed to know which to wear. "This brown dress would be per