My Dear Sister,

This afternoon Jack came rushing into the dining room where I was sitting working on my English. He was very excited about something. "Lorraine," He whispered. "I have to talk to you."

I got up and we walled into the back sun room, away from people. It was one of my favorite rooms in the house. There were lots of windows and paintings on the wall. "What is it?" I asked Jack.

"My Mother took me with her to one of her friend's homes this afternoon. I saw Keeya's sister," Jack told me.

"What was she doing? Was she alright?" I asked.

"I saw her sweeping up after we had lunch on the patio," Jack said. "She recognized me. She tried to talk to me but she got taken away and hit."

"Was she hurt?"

"She was crying. She seemed very sad," Jack said. "I can see why this all upset you so much. I mean..."

"We have to reunite them," I interrupted.

"What?"

"How far away was the house? Was it far?"

"Not too far."

"Do you remember where it was?"

"Well, yes, but..."

"We have to reunite them. We have to!" I said.

"You can't just do that," Jack said. "There are laws against it..."

"I'm not afraid of going against the law."

"You don't understand. They'll catch them and bring them back and punish them. I've seen slaves that have tried to leave before. They get whipped."

"But she won't leave here forever. Just for a while," I say. "Just so that they can see each other again!"

"It will be impossible to do," Jack said. "We'll be seen."

"Not if we are tricky about it. My sister taught me how to be tricky. I knew how to get around things."

"You had it hard in Paris, didn't you?" Jack asked.

"It was horrible there. You had to be tricky if you wanted to survive. If you wanted something you had to figure out how to get it. We were very poor. It was hard for us. My brother was homeless and my sister and I spent half our lives on the streets." I wanted to tell him everything but I knew that I couldn't. If Father found out that I told him about his gang work he'd murder me. "I know we can do this. You have to trust me."

"You know, this is the first time I've seen you so exited about something. You really think we can pull this off?"

I tried to put myself into your mind. What would you do? "You said that everyone around will be at the party this Saturday?"

"Um, yes."

A smile comes over my face. "I have a plan," I say.

Cross your fingers for me,

Your Sister, Azelma