Discalimer: i dont own newsies and we all know that, i do own Josephine, her family and Blue Mcdaniel. but i guess thats it ::sniffs:: i whish i could own the newsies, but dont we all....

Transition...chapter one.

Josephine Simpson sat closely to her barley living Aunt Dorothy. The only family she had left, well there was her father, but she had no idea where he was. In fact, she really did not want to know. She always thought that one day he would come home and take her up in his arms, and tell her how sorry he was for walking out on her dying mother when she was three. Of course, he never did.

Although she wasn't the only fatherless child in New Hampshire, it sure felt like it. And now her only hope was dying of a fever, and a terrible one at that. 'She should have let me go and collect snow for water' Josephine thought in regret. It was that awful cold October night, the first snow of the season, and an early one. October second 1899. The river was frozen over, so they're only hope for water was snow. Dorothy had convinced Josephine that she would go out instead. Ever since then she had been sick with a fever.

Suddenly Dorothy grabbed Josephine's hand with a force that surprised her. "D-darling? Do m-me a favor?" Dorothy whispered weakly. "G-go into m-my trunk and take out m-my old Photo Album."her hoarse voice cutting through the air. "Of course." Josephine pulled out an old, almost disintegrating photo album and sat next to her aunt.

"See that woman, right there?" her aunt pointed to a woman at medium hight with curly blond hair pulled up into a bun. She was standing next to a slightly balding man with a mustache and two little children, one a boy with dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes, he was standing next to what must have been his sister. She had auburn hair that was straight as a board.

"Who are they?" Josephine asked curiously.

"That's my step sister, Ester Jacobs, and her Husband Mayor. Their Children should be about your age now...Jo hunny i want..you t-to listen to me very careful o-okay?"

She nodded with tears forming in her eyes.

"I-I want you to go to New York City and find them, t-tell Ester who you are and why you came, they'll be sure to let you stay. Their address is on the back of that photo, and there should be enough money for a train t-ticket in the jar on top of th-the ice box."

Jo was crying by now. "B-but I don't wanna leave you!!" she cried hopelessly. "I'd never be able to suvive in New York! I'm not used to the city. I've only been to Keen once. How will I eat?" Now sobbing uncontrollably Jo did what her aunt told her to do and packed her bags. But she wounldn't leave for good until her aunt passed on, she didn't want her to have to die alone.

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~*Sniper