Dyocilynn stepped off the train wondering what her new life in America would be like It was only weeks ago that she was in her beloved country Italy. She was so happy there. Everything was perfect until her mother became ill. Her mother no longer had the strength to look after the house anymore and the servants took full advantage of this and the quality of their work went down. They all had to be fired except a few who remained loyal.

But still it was not enough. When her father found out that her mother was still sick he sent for them to come live in America with him.

"Dyocilynn honey, are you ok?" her mother asked from her wheelchair

"Yes I'm fine mamma." Dyocilynn replied " Just a little tired."

"You look a little pale, doesn't she look pale?" she asked the one servant that had traveled with them to America, Sarah

" Yes a little." Sarah replied, " Maybe you should sleep once we get home."

"Yes maybe." Dyocilynn sighed

But where they were going wasn't her home. Her home was thousands of miles away.

" There should be a carriage waiting for us outside" Sarah told them pushing the wheelchair with much ease

Sure enough there was one waiting. After her mother was -placed inside it Dyocilynn stepped inside.

"How long is it going to take us to get there." She asked her mother

"I'm not sure, but probably a few hours. We'll probably get there a round 5:30. Sweethearts are you sure you're ok?

"Yes mamma, I'm fine."

"If you say so," her mother replied with worry evident in her voice.

Dyocilynn placed her head on her mothers shoulder and squeezed her hand

"Positive." They stayed this way until they both fell asleep.

Dyocilynn woke up as soon as the carriage pulled up to the massive house.

Dyocilynn stared in awe " Wow this house is even bigger than the one we owned in Italy."

Sarah shook her head in agreement " It's quit beautiful, I can't wait to explore New York "Me too." Ok so maybe she was a little excited about being in New York but she would always miss her true home.

A short skinny man of about 30 opened the carriage door

"Hello Mademoiselles" he said bowing in a grand manner " I'm Mr. Fickle and I work for your father."

"Hello." Dyocilynn replied trying not to laugh this is my servant Sarah and my mother is the sleeping one."

"Mamma" she said softly shaking her mother awake

"Oh, were here I see, good thing. I was starting to receive a cramp in my neck."

The inside of the house was just as grand as the outside. Once in the parlor Mr. Fickle turned to the three women and said " Your husband wished for you to go straight to bed as soon as you arrived and he wanted to see his daughter as soon as she got here. So, I will let you two young ladies get ready while I take your mother to her room. Jonathan will show you to your room." He wheeled Mamma out of the room and a young boy no older than 8 came up to the ladies and took them to Dyocilynn's room " Your room is right next door." He said to Sarah

" Thank you." She replied as he left " That Mr. Fickle is an odd man. I swear every time I look at home he looks like he is going to shit bricks."

" I know." Sarah laughed

" Come on lets get ready. Both of our s trunks are in here."

Dyocilynn changed into a crimson red dress that exposed her shoulders and showed off her curves. She curled her hair and pinned the front back off her face.

When they were down the girl walked back downstairs were they entered an even grander carriage than the last and set off.

The carriage stopped in front of a humongous building that reminded Dyocilynn of a palace. She stepped out of the carriage and took a deep breath.

"My father does everything big doesn't he?"

Mr. fickle laughed " Well I suppose he does."

"You can say that again."

Dyocilynn was suddenly knocked over by a young man.

" Ouch." She yelled but soon started laughing at the look of horror on Mr. Fickle's face " Fickle loosen up. Why don't you two go inside I'll meet you in there."

" Are yous ok?" The boy asked her

" Yeah, I'm fine. Wanna help me up?" "Sorry" he said extending his hand "So where were you going in such a hurry?" she asked dusting herself off " Oh, just to meet some of my friends over at Tibby's." " Oh, well, I'm Dyocilynn Diana De Luna Pulitzer. But my friends call me Dy." She extended her hand for him to shake

"I'm Tony "Race Track" Higgins. But my friends call me race" He spit in his and shook her hand

" Well race" she said wiping her hand off with her handkerchief " It was nice meeting you."

" Wait did you say your name was Pulitzer, as in Joseph Pulitzer."

" Yes, he is my father, do you know him?"

" Yeah I woirk for him"

"How nice. Well I hope to see you around race." " Yeah see ya."

Race-walked into Tibby's with a dreamy look on his face.

" Heya race, see Lizzy taday or sumptin'" Boots asked

" No, but I met a new goil and boy was she amazing. If I wasn't with Lizzy I'd go for her."

"Wow, she must be sumptin' den, if yous like 'er. You aint talked about nothin' else for the past three weeks aside from Lizzy this and Lizzy that." Jack laughed " Who is she?"

"She's Pulitzer's daughter. And let me tell yous guys sumptin' she didn't inherit any of her faddahs traits. She's. she's. beautiful."

" Pulitzers daudda, eh? I'd have to see her wit me own 2 eyes to believe ya?" jack replied skeptically

" ya gonna wish ya hadn't have said dat. Jacky-boy when youse see her ya gonna think yous died and gone to heaven."