Chapter 8

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Sweeney's POV)

Mrs. Lovett's kindness was nice and all. But to be honest it was annoying as well. I mean we knew nothing about this young girl, she could be a thief for all we know.

But I just bit my tongue and kept a straight face as usual.

When we got back to fleet street all I wanted to do was sit in my shop alone. But Mrs. Lovett asked me to help her with Pipa while she served the girl a pie.

I groaned but agreed to it anyways.

I watched Mrs. Lovett with our new friend as I stood there feeding Pipa her bottle.

"So where ya from lass?" Mrs. Lovett asked handing her a pie and a cup of tea.

"I grew up right here in London ma'am, I never knew my father and my mother died when I was young. So..my guardian raised me. But he would never let me out of the house and keep me locked in my room.

"That's horrible Lass, but if he never let you out..how are you here now?"

Once Mrs. Lovett asked that, the girl wiped away a few tears that started falling.

"He...He tried to seduce me..and when I wouldn't give in to him.. he kicked me out. I spent the rest of the night roaming the streets of London. I'm not sure what I'm going to do now. I have no where to go.'

Both me and Mrs. Lovett exchanged looks, we couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She looked so miserable.

"Who was your Guardian?" I asked as I sit at the table holding a now sleeping Pipa.

"..If I tell you sir, do you promise not to return me to him?"

"You have my word." I said rasing my hand.

"..Judge Turpin."

Once I heard that it was like I had been shot.

I definitely could put two and two together. This young girl..Was my daughter.

"Well love your more than welcome to stay here with us. Me and Mr.Todd will keep you safe from the judge."

The girl smiled and slowly removed the scarf from around her mouth and the hat from her head. Letting her long blonde hair flow down her back.

God she was the spitting image of Lucy, and she did have a few of my features as well. And it took every ounce in me not to leap over the table and hug her.

"Thank you Mrs. Lovett and thank you Mr. Todd. I promise to help as much as I can here."

"You're very welcome love...um we never got your name.' Mrs. Lovett said with a giggle.

"Its Johanna' she said in a sweet voice.

Feeling a bit over whelmed I excused myself from the table, handed Pipa to her mother and went up to my shop to be alone..

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