"So where do you see yourself years from now?" I asked hypothetically.
"I'se neva tought about it. I'se don't really know. What about youse?"
"I know exactly where I'll be. I'll be married to Dean and I'll be a grand lady, who'll have tea parties and attend the theatre." I sighed.
"And dat's what youse want?"
"Well I mean what else it there?" We soon approached my apartment, but I had one last question to ask him.
"I just have one question." I declared. He looked attentively at me. "Why? I mean what made you come to my home and ask me to go somewhere with you?" I asked curiously.
"I don't know, d'ere's jist something different about ya." He smiled.
"Well thank you Spot Conlon, I really needed this." I replied happy he had suggested this day in the first place.
"No problem doll face." He replied as he brushed a strand of my hair out of my face. After that I ascended the fire escape and went inside my room. Papa was already asleep, and I changed and went to bed. The next two weeks went by fast. I saw Spot about five days out of the week, and he took me everywhere. He even met papa, and papa just adored him. By some miracle and twist of fate Spot had become my friend and someone I could trust. Then one day during the middle of the night I heard a tap on my window. I turned over to see who it was and saw Spot standing on the fire escape. I quickly made my way over to the window to open it, surprised to see him.