On September 25, 1899 a person showed up on David Jacobs doorstep. The person was wearing a cap, a white button down shirt that looked like it hadn't been washed in a while. A black and grey pinstriped vest, trousers, and black work boots. When this person knocked on the door, David's sister, Sarah came to the door with her boyfriend, Jack Kelly.
"Hey," said Sarah. "Who are you?" they person cleared her throat. "My name, is Kyle Sullivan. I'm here looking for my brother." She looked like soon she would drop dead. Tired and famished.
"Hey Jack," yelled a mans voice from inside. "Who's at the door?" the teen who came to the door had brown curly hair, a pocket watch hanging out of his pocket, and smile lines around his eyes. "Jack, you didn't tell me that you had a brother!" for the first time Kyle looked up and everyone saw that David was right. Kyle looked like Jack's brother. "I," Kyle said. "Am not a boy." With that she took off her hat and blonde hair cascaded down her back in a golden waterfall.
David's mouth formed a perfect O. "But you are right about one thing I am Jack's sister, but I know him as Francis Sullivan."
"I don't have no sister." Jack said. Kyle took a small fraction of a step towards him. There was hurt in her eyes. They started to water. "You mean dad didn't tell you?" Jack shook his head. "My dad got arrested when I was 7. I barely knew him." The girl whipped her eyes and sat down on the railing. "I'll tell you my story if you tell me yours."
"OK, here it goes. I never knew mom or dad. The people that I lived with were the only people that knew my heritage. A lady named Elizabeth Clements took me in. She told me that my father didn't want a daughter, he always wanted two boys. My mother died before she could name me. My father didn't care if I were a girl, he named me Kyle. you obviously didn't notice moms belly getting bigger because you were 5 and a half. You didn't pay attention to little things like that. I'm sorry, but mom died in labor." At this Jack inhaled sharply.
"When mom passed on dad became unhinged and got arrested." She started to cry. Jack put out a hand slowly and patted her shoulder. She wiped her eyes and continued to tell her story. "I've been living in Bronx. I heard Newsies talking about you and so I made my way to New York." She took a deep breath. "Why don't you come in?" David asked. She started to walk forward but stumbled. She began to fall face first but Jack and David caught her.
They carried her inside and laid her down on Les bed. David's mom came over with her hands on her mouth. She put her hand on Kyle's forehead. "She's got a high fever. David, go get a wet cloth." David nodded.
When he came back with the rag Mrs. Jacobs put it on the girl's head. After about 5 minutes everyone went to do their own thing, Mrs. Jacobs went to do dishes with David and Jack and Sarah went to talking. (They also kissed once in awhile.)