*~1894~*
As the sky was getting darker, the two 6 year olds knew they would have to say good-bye as they did every night. Olivia would have to go home to her family and Les would have to go back to his. The two families didn't really get along though. Olivia's family just wasn't the most friendly people in the world. Her father was a good man, but he was quite a gambler. He would come home late every night, usually having won nothing. And her mother never really helped Olivia if she needed something or if she was hungry. Olivia basically grew up learning to do things on her own. Olivia also had two older sisters. They were more of the prissy type. The type of girls who won't let even one hair fall out of place. Les's family, however, was quite the opposite. His father was a factory worker who had decent pay. His mother who stayed at home to clean the house, cook, sew, or just anything to keep her busy. Sarah, Les's older sister, loved Les so much. She would sometimes take him grocery shopping with her or to go buy new books or something. David, the middle child, was a role model to Les. Les always looked up to David and always wanted to be like him when he got older. So around the Jacob's house Les could always find help. Olivia and Les absolutely hated leaving each other for they were the best of friends. Every morning the two would go and meet in front of their houses, they would sometimes play tag, play with their wooden swords, but their favorite thing to do was watch the newsies. They would always laugh when some people would buy papers from the newsies and then look for articles, but could somehow never find them in the newspapers. "Les, promise me that someday you and me will see at least one paper, so then we can trick everyone." "Okay, Olive" Les was the only person who ever called her Olive. She wouldn't even let her parents call her that. It was very important to Olivia how Les called her Olive, no one really understood why though. Les and Olivia played for the rest of the day, but finally had to say good- bye as usual, but they just figured that they would do the same routine the next day, however.they were wrong.
*~The Next Day~*
Les awoke as usual, got dressed, ate breakfast and went outside to meet Olive. As he was walking out the door he saw Olive in a big fancy car, crying, and waving good-bye. Les stayed staring in the direction that the car drove off in for a couple minutes until someone who was watching him came up and finally spoke. It was the landlord that owned the apartment building that Olive had been living in.
"I bet your wondering why they left."
"Yeah! Olive didn't tell me she was going to leave. She didn't even come to say good-bye to me."
"She didn't know that she was going to leave until this morning. Apparently last night her father won a great sum of money while gambling. He won so much that they are going to be moving into a richer part of the city and live like the upper class people do."
"Is Olive going to come back and visit?" Les asked.
"I don't know, but I certainly doubt it. As they were leaving I heard her mother say to Olivia that they would never have to come back to see these foul streets ever again."
Les didn't worry about this because he knew that Olive would somehow find a way to get back and see him. He knew she wouldn't desert him like this.
As the sky was getting darker, the two 6 year olds knew they would have to say good-bye as they did every night. Olivia would have to go home to her family and Les would have to go back to his. The two families didn't really get along though. Olivia's family just wasn't the most friendly people in the world. Her father was a good man, but he was quite a gambler. He would come home late every night, usually having won nothing. And her mother never really helped Olivia if she needed something or if she was hungry. Olivia basically grew up learning to do things on her own. Olivia also had two older sisters. They were more of the prissy type. The type of girls who won't let even one hair fall out of place. Les's family, however, was quite the opposite. His father was a factory worker who had decent pay. His mother who stayed at home to clean the house, cook, sew, or just anything to keep her busy. Sarah, Les's older sister, loved Les so much. She would sometimes take him grocery shopping with her or to go buy new books or something. David, the middle child, was a role model to Les. Les always looked up to David and always wanted to be like him when he got older. So around the Jacob's house Les could always find help. Olivia and Les absolutely hated leaving each other for they were the best of friends. Every morning the two would go and meet in front of their houses, they would sometimes play tag, play with their wooden swords, but their favorite thing to do was watch the newsies. They would always laugh when some people would buy papers from the newsies and then look for articles, but could somehow never find them in the newspapers. "Les, promise me that someday you and me will see at least one paper, so then we can trick everyone." "Okay, Olive" Les was the only person who ever called her Olive. She wouldn't even let her parents call her that. It was very important to Olivia how Les called her Olive, no one really understood why though. Les and Olivia played for the rest of the day, but finally had to say good- bye as usual, but they just figured that they would do the same routine the next day, however.they were wrong.
*~The Next Day~*
Les awoke as usual, got dressed, ate breakfast and went outside to meet Olive. As he was walking out the door he saw Olive in a big fancy car, crying, and waving good-bye. Les stayed staring in the direction that the car drove off in for a couple minutes until someone who was watching him came up and finally spoke. It was the landlord that owned the apartment building that Olive had been living in.
"I bet your wondering why they left."
"Yeah! Olive didn't tell me she was going to leave. She didn't even come to say good-bye to me."
"She didn't know that she was going to leave until this morning. Apparently last night her father won a great sum of money while gambling. He won so much that they are going to be moving into a richer part of the city and live like the upper class people do."
"Is Olive going to come back and visit?" Les asked.
"I don't know, but I certainly doubt it. As they were leaving I heard her mother say to Olivia that they would never have to come back to see these foul streets ever again."
Les didn't worry about this because he knew that Olive would somehow find a way to get back and see him. He knew she wouldn't desert him like this.