I woke up the next morning knowing exactly what I wanted to do! Go dress shopping! I'd never thought I'd say that before... I got dressed and ready to go. I wanted to sell my papers quickly. I bought fifty. It was an okay headline. Because of that it took me some time to sell them all. But I did eventually.

I looked at the paper Medda gave me. The address was half way across the Manhattan! But I was still determined to get that dress! I started walking to the shop. Tacking my time. I started thinking on the way about the rally. How great it would be! Things would be perfect! I smiled. I reached the shop. From the outside it looked like a nice little shop. A familiar nice little shop... I opened up the door.

"Hello." Said a woman behind the front desk.

"Hi I'm Faith. Medda sent me..." I said.

"Oh of course anything for a friend of Medda's!"

The woman seemed nice. She had money for sure. She was wearing a casual but elegant dress. Her dark hair was back in a lose bun.

"Medda said that I should come here for a dress." I said.

"Of course, let me show you some we have in stock that would fit you."

She led me to the back of the store. There were about a thousand dresses on racks! I'd never seen anything like it!She took a dress of the wrack. It was a deep purple with long sleeves. It was a lovely dress!

"This looks like it would fit." She said. "Hold this dress while I get you a corset."

I took the dress it gave me some time to study it. I hadn't worn a dress like this in years! I ran my hand along the sleeve. It wasn't a pre-worn ragged dress like I was wearing. It was a beautiful luxurious dress!

"I have one. Are you ready to try it on?" She asked snapping me out of my state.

"Yes." I answered.

The woman helped my lace up the corset. She explained to me that she was the owner of the store and she was Sally.

"Your name is Faith isn't it?" She asked.

"Yes."

"I had a niece named Faith once..." Sally told me.

"Oh you did?"

"Yes, but she passed away at age five."

"Oh I'm so sorry!" I said.

"No, It was several years ago. She would be about your age now, I think."

"What was she like?"

"Oh she was so sweet. She was kind and polite and treated everybody equally... The nicest girl you could ever meet."

"If it isn't to personal... What happened to her?"

I was interested in the little girl. It was almost like I knew her. The fact that she died was sad and I wanted to know what happened.

"She got very sick and that killed her." Sally said.

I felt terrible! A poor innocent child dead! I wondered what she would have been like if she lived. Poor girl... Was all I could think. Poor, poor girl.

Sally laced it up tighter! The corset was so tight! But I knew that was how they were supposed to be. I didn't have that many memories of being a rich girl but I still remembered about the proper edict (some proper edict), how to get dressed and I also remembered the dolls. The lovely porcelain dolls I had lined up in my bed room. Especially one that my mother had gotten me before I was born. I always said it was me as a doll for some odd reason.

I put the dress on when my corset was done. It didn't fit right. It didn't feel right. I tried on another. This one was pink and white. The color wasn't right. I tried a different dress on. It was red. The fabric was itchy. I tried on about twenty other dresses until one was brought in. It was a perfect shade of baby blue. I put it on. It fit like a glove! The color was perfect! One thing I loved was the sleeves. The baby blur fabric stopped half way between the shoulder and the elbow from there they turned into white lace and stopped at the elbow. That was my favorite part of the dress.

"They won't do."Sally said.

"What?" I asked. I loved the dress and I did not want to get rid of it!

"Those shoes won't do." She said.

I felt relieved that she wasn't talking about my dress. I looked down at my old brown leather boots. It was true they wouldn't do... She gave me a pair of of white heels. They fit me just right. I looked like myself in a mirror. I look like a rich girl again. I thought.

"Sally could you just hold on to this dress I'll come to get it and pay tomorrow." I said

"Don't worry about paying, you can take it for free."

"Really?" I was shocked.

"Oh I've had that dress forever! I need some one to take it off my hands." She told me.

"Thank you so much!" I said.

"No problem!"

I took off the dress and corset and changed into my cloths.

"Thanks again for everything!" I said just before I left.

"Anytime, come back soon!"

I left the store. I couldn't shake the felling I'd been there before! It seemed to be so familiar. I walked back to the boarding house trying to find how she would have known that store. I hadn't been there before! I must be going crazy. I thought.

The next day I woke up excited as ever! My day was going to be amazing!

"Ready for tonight?" Race asked me in the washroom.

"Yeah I found a dress yesterday. I need to go get it later." I said.

"I bet you'll look beautiful." He said.

"I hope so."

"I know you'll look beautiful."

"Sure you do." I joked.

He smiled at me.

"Well maybe I would if my hair wasn't such a mess." I laughed.

I bought fifty papers. I sold them in a good amount of time. I made my way to Sally's Dress Shop. I opened the door. Sally wan't behind the desk... Maybe she was helping another costumer. I walked through the rows of dresses and corsets looking for her. She had to be somewhere! I saw a door that was shut in the back of the store. Maybe she was in there?

I knocked on the door.

"Hello?" I said. "It's Faith."

"Yes come in." I heard.

I opened the door. Inside Sally was going through some boxes.

"I was just going through some old stuff." She said.

There was porcelain doll. It was just like the one that I had from my mother as a child. It was the one thing I regretted leaving behind when I ran away! Sally saw me eyeing the doll.

"That doll was Faith's. It was her favorite." Sally told me.

Me and Faith had more in common than just our names.

"It's very nice." I said.

"Well let's go get your dress."

She walked out of the room and led me to the front desk. She pulled out a box from behind the desk.

"The dress is in here and so are the shoes." She said handing me the box.

"Thank you." I said.

I walked out of the shop. I couldn't stop thinking about that doll. It was just as I remembered it. It had to be mine! It was even wearing the orange dress I'd put on it the day before I left! But than again it couldn't be mine it was that couldn't be mine. It was Sally's niece's... I got my mind off the doll and onto the rally. The rally was going to be amazing and I couldn't wait!