From The Journals of Katherine Plumber

February 21st, 1900

(If you do not know Spanish, I suggest getting Google translate ready. This chapter is going to focus more on other people, mostly the Reids and there is dRaMa and some slightly mind-blowing things. So enjoy this time you'll spend with Google translate! It's also a pretty long chapter and is kind of a two parter but isn't.)

 It was an excruciatingly long evening. After Brienna and I went back to the Reid mansion on 5th, it was as if she and Darcy didn't see each other for a week when it was really an hour. I love love, but not when my love is dying. I know they weren't, but it was as if they were rubbing it in my face. I excused myself to the guest room shortly after arriving and having tea.

"Ms. Pulitzer!" I was awoken by the sound of Evelyn, their maid's voice.

Like I've said before, Evelyn was like a second mother to Darcy and I growing up. She was a single mother, and her daughter Lulu lived here, too. Her and Darcy are honestly like siblings. They only have a butler, chef, footman, and shofar other than Evelyn. They never wanted to put her job at risk, so she doubles as house keep and ladies maid to Brienna. Hopefully soon, with the babies on the way, they'll hire a nanny or ladies maid, just so Evelyn doesn't work herself too much. Now that I think of it, the Reid household is one of the strangest ones ever. Unlike most married couples, Brienna and Darcy stayed with Mr. Reid after being wed. Not only was it the three of them, but Evelyn and Lulu, too. They really were like family, since Mr. Reid lets them sit at the table with us after she's done serving. And, now there's me. Hate to break it to Brienna and Darcy, but they'll be lucky to get rid of me any time soon. As long as my future is this uncertain, I do not want to go home. The Reids are too nice to kick me out.

"What time is it?" I groaned, throwing the pillow over my face.

Evelyn giggled softly, "It is 8AM. Mr. Reid is about to leave for work, Master Reid is already gone, Mrs. Reid is about to sit for tea in the drawing room, and all of them have already had breakfast."

"Then why did you let me sleep in?" I asked.

"Mr. Reid thought it was best for you, Ms. Pulitzer." She smiled, opening the curtains and letting the sun shine in.

I groaned softly, "Evelyn, please, drop the formalities."

She kindly smiled, "I was hoping you didn't change, Katie."

"Not at all." I smirked softly.

"The people Brienna has been entertaining lately are very different compared to us." She sighed, sitting by my feet.

I looked at her as I sat up, "They're all hoity-toity, right?" I asked.

"Hoity-toity? I know you've never been the most proper, but when did you start using words like that?" She asked with a laugh.

"I've lived with Newsies for months. I've picked up some things." I giggled.

"Oh, yes, I hear all about the adventures with the Newsies from Brienna mostly. They sound amazing." She smiled.

"They are. They're like my brothers." I smiled.

"Oh, so Darcy's been replaced?" She giggled.

"Never." I laughed.

Evelyn smiles, "Come along, Katie, let's get you ready. Brienna and I went searching through the attic for some of her old clothes for you. I hope you don't mind purple, that seems to be all she wears." She laughed as she stood and pulled the covers off me.

I giggled, "I adore purple." I smiled.

"Well good." She laughed as I now stood.

I smiled softly and went over to the partition as Evelyn brought in some gowns. Some were very old looking, some were just plain and others were hanging together by a thread. I ended up picking out a light lilac colored one with nearly four layers on the skirt with a good sized bustle and it was trimmed with white lace. Right around the waist, it was covered with dark purple fabric to make a belt that outlined a figure perfectly. The sleeves came down to the elbow, but made a beautiful scalloped pattern. Meanwhile, the collar came up high and there was a beautiful brooch on it that looked hand painted, with a yellow and a blue butterfly on it and a single pearl at the bottom center.