Being the sister of 2 newsies and a seamstress isn’t always easy, especially when you’re a newsie yourself. My brother David is getting ready for work, so I probably should as well. I always head to the lodge where most of the newsboys live to say hi to some of them. I have to do this since it’s one of my habits now, and it wakes them up. Sometimes, Mr. Kloppman sneaks me coffee since David doesn’t allow me to have any. I better hurry to the town square before David sees me with this coffee. I swear, Race always makes fun of me for being two inches shorter than him! It’s so annoying! I’ve got to go and help Crutchie for a bit. I’ll write later.
June 17, 1899, 7:23 a.m.
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Kloppman's Favorite
FanfictionDavid doesn't allow me coffee, Kloppmann gives me coffee. Jack hides my hair ribbons, Kloppmann finds them. Race calls me Kloppmann's favorite, Kloppmann calls me princess. Am I his favorite? I don't know.
