Time had passed by slowly for the dolls. Just as it always had. Night fell once again, which finally beckoned a chance for conversation.
The dolls sat together in a circle ready to tell their stories again.
Rhonda asked if anyone wanted to volunteer.
A doll who was about her age, who was also dressed similarly, raised her lithe plastic hand.
She never really spoke much, and was quite shy. The fact that she was shy as she was meant Jade never got to know her name.
"My name's Jackie. I came here in 1966. All I wanted was some extra cash.. "
If you didn't know, the very last Beatles concert was in 1966. At Candlestick Park. In California, where Jackie stayed with her aunt every summer. Her aunt told her that if she had enough money, she would be able to go.
So Jackie was desperate. So, she took a babysitting job with the Behr family.
Again, for a long time, things went fairly well. Jackie came, cared for Quinn, left, and put the money she earned in her 'Beatles Bank.'
Summer was almost around the corner, and Jackie almost had enough money for her concert. Her excitement was riding as the time flew by, and Jackie was so excited that she played the new Beatles album for Quinn.
Sadly, her excitement got the best of her. One evening, while listening to the first track of the Revolver album, the taxman, Kathy, literally got to her.
In other words, she put pennies on Jackie's eyes.
She's been a doll ever since.
Only one other doll wanted to tell her story, the youngest of them all.
Fourteen year old Sophia.
"My mother and I moved here from Boston. She's a pathologist. And we came here from China. It was hard for us, really, really hard."
Being an immigrant, it was already hard enough for Sophia to live in America. She had to change her name, her home, and her life.
So, when she didn't fit in at school, it was an even bigger blow.
All of the other girls, it seemed, had started to babysit. The spunky Sophia wasn't exactly fit for a job, but at that point, she'd do anything to fit in, besides dying her hair. Which was a bright pink on the bottom.
The hair startled Kathy when she arrived to the sight, but in need of a babysitter, she hired her anyway.
Again, for a while, a year, all was well. Sophia and Quinn got along.
It was Sophia's birthday. And her mother was off of work. So, that planned to celebrate.
Halfway through their girl's day, Kathy called, wanting Sophia to come and watch Quinn.
Sophia refused, due to obvious reasons, not aware of the consequences of this woman's hot temper.
In the end, Kathy compromised and let Sophia have her day, but was boiling in a big, fat pot of anger.
When Sophia came to work the next day, she was greeted with crossed arms and a body of plastic.
That was that. That was all. Then, it was over.
She was a doll. And unless a miracle arose, she would be forever.
"I miss my mom.. I don't know if it was worth it.."
"It was, Soph, it was."