Thank you
disclamer: I do not own this
Every thing happened so fast. I was finally reunited with my father and now we would be going away soon, but I was grateful to all the people who helped me. I had said thank you to them all except for one…. the boy who had given me money at the market. I wanted to thank him but I never got the chance too.
Father, Becky, and I were still in New York living in a hotel. I would still go to the market and look for him. I never found him. Today I would try the same. Father joked about my little obsession saying "are you sure you don't like the boy?" I would laugh and blush and say "no I just want to thank him" Soon dressed I went to the market.
Sam was not a typical 2nd class boy for one he played with the third class; he was very generous, and always wanted to learn. His parents were happy that he was bright but hated the fact of who his friends were. They were especially furious about the wench who he gave all his allowance to once and always go to search for at the market.
Sam's point of view
I am the most stupid idiotic person ever. I saw the most beautiful girl ever. Not all the grime of New York could hide it. I gave her some money since she looked starved and then I walked away since I did not know what to do and since mother saw me. So here I was again looking for that girl seeing how she and if she need any help. I was so wrapped up in my thought that I bumped in to some one…….. It was her.
She looked beautiful as ever. The grime was gone, her hair was in curls, and her cheeks were rosy as ever. She smiled at me and kissed me on the cheek. I must have must have blushed like a tomato. She whispered softly in my ear "thank you" and put some money in my hand and ran away.
Sara's point of view
I could not do anything else. I felt so stupid, But I finally felt complete.
With out knowing Sam and Sara said "thank you" together.