The Life of Nancy
Authors Note: So Nancy is such a dreamrole and a character close to my heart. I'm trying to get the time line right and I've discovered that the story sets place in 1837 and I'm guessing Nancy is around 30…
Born- 1807
1812- 5
It was 1812 and the girls father was near death, she was so young and already lost her mother when she was born, Both of her parents never had a proper education, but Henry wanted the best for his daughter and done everything in his power to give Nancy the tiniest form of education, he taught her to read and write, she picked up the skill of sewing and cooking as she done so for her ill father,
"Nancy…My Beauty," Henry said in a voice that cracked and could barely be heard "Come to I speak with you," The small girl walked to the bedside of her father and put her small cold hand in his large hand "My Girl, I'm afraid I don't have much time left… You'll have to take care of yourself when I'm go with God," He wiped a tear from his daughters eye "Don't cry my Nancy, now I love you and have a gift for you" He dug under his pillow and pulled out a Necklace, the very necklace his wife wore
"Daddy, It's so pretty" She looked at it glistening with her eyes lighting up
"You take good care of Nance, This way your mother and I will Always be with you" Just then he took a deep breathe and went limp….
The day of the burial arrived and Nancy stood clutching the locket that was around her neck, Tears filled her eyes, She sat at the grave for a few hours Henry was buried with his wife / Nancys mother, she sobbed for a bit then fell asleep, when she awoken night had fallen, The girl was lost and cold not to mention pretty hungry, he wandered for hours and hours, The sun was rising, Her feet ached and she was freezing, She ran as she saw buildings in front of her, if there were buildings around there was sure to be people, she went as fast as her little legs could carry her but she must have passed out because when her eyes opened she was in a strange room, there was a blanket over her and a man sitting at the other end of the room, She sat herself up and rubbed her eyes,
"Hello, My Girl," The man folded his newspaper and stood up "I hope you're not scared, I'm Fagin and I'd like to help you out, one of the boys found you lying at the old railway station, brought you straight here…What's your name?"
"Nancy" Her small voice replied she looked around the room, a nice cosy little fireplace in the wall
"Nancy my dear, do you have a home," The girl said nothing but shook her head "Oh,well… How old are ye'?" Fagin asked bringing her a drink, Nancy tried so hard to remember the numbers her father had taught her, she counted on her fingers
"Five" She replied, taking the drink
"Where's your parents?"
"Dead" She bit her little lip and Fagin could help but give a sympathetic smile and brushed her hair behind her little ear
"Would you like to stay here with me…and the boys?," He asked enthusiastically "We'll all take care of ye' and you'll have a splendid time, we can teach you our…ways," He said sneakily, Just then the door burst open and a heard of young boys came running through with 'Goods' "Ahh Boys, meet our new 'Lady'," Fagin bowed to the girl that lay still under the blanket, she smiled at his gesture "This is Nancy"
"A'right Nancy? Ello' Nancy" They all called at one time and all bowing
"You'll get on just fine here Nance" Fagin gave a smile