For Everything - By Angela


Part 4

"Up early this morning, I see." I jumped. I spun around, my heart racing. "I'm sorry," my father apologized, "I didn't mean to scare you."

"Oh, I'm all right." I gasped, trying to catch my breath. I reached over and grabbed a muffin off of the platter in the center of the table, and headed out the door.

"Angela."

"What?" I whined, expecting to be questioned next. "Look, I'm going for a walk ok? I need to talk to someone. My, uhh, friend. Ok?"

"I'm glad to see you're making friends. Go ahead. Have fun! Be home in time for dinner!" he called after me. Hmm, that was interesting, he let me go...

I shifted my weight from one foot to the other. I had gotten to the Lodging House early and had watched each and every newsie come out, except Lynn. I grumbled to myself and kicked at a rock, sending it skittering down the sidewalk. What was taking her so long? Finally, Lynn sauntered out of the Lodging House, stifling a yawn. "So Lynn, how'd ya sleep?" I asked, doing my best New York accent. She rolled her eyes at me and grinned.

"So, what brings you out �ere? Lookin' for Jack?" she teased.

"Umm, I kinda need to talk to you about something." Lynn looked at me surprised. "I need to know anything you can tell me about Sarah Jacobs." I had been trying to hold it in but the truth was I was extremely curious.

"Why you wanna know �bout her?" Lynn asked, puzzled.

"Well," I said, sitting down the on the curb, "Jack was walking my home last night and this calls out to him. So, he excuses himself and goes over to talk to her even though it's fairly obvious he doesn't want to. So she's talking to him and she's all smiles and stuff. And when Jack comes back he reluctantly tells me that the girl was Sarah Jacobs and he won't say anything thing else about her. Then he told me it wasn't what I thought it was and he seemed really nervous. So now I need to know everything you can tell me about this Sarah girl." I finished. Lynn grinned. "It's been drivin ya nuts, hasn't it?" I nodded emphatically.

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