part 6

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I walked for a couple of blocks, looking around at the buildings with lights on them. It was very extravagant. But the buldings looked old and worn out.

I seen a hotel. It was called the "Syracuse hotel" it was a very tall building. I walked inside and it was nice. Glass elevators in the centers of the hotel. A pool in the back and a big lounging room.

"Hi, how may I help you?" A women said at the counter.

"Hi my name is Abigail. I need a room. How much is it per night?"

"20 dollars per night." She said with an attitude.

I don't understand why she gave me an attitude. I just simply pulled out the money out of my purse. It was a total of 2,000 dollars. I gave her 140. She gave me the key and I simply walked away.

I looked at the view once I got out of the elevator. I walked towards my room and I seen this what appears to be a 20 year old, all she had on was one of those silky Victoria secret robes. She was saying goodbye to a man smiling. He gave her a folded up 100 dollar bill. She smiled at him as he walked away, thats when she notice me starring at her. She looked so familiar.

"Hi." I said.

"Uh hi?" She said looking at me.

"I'm Abigail." I said and her posture began to slack as she started walking towards me crying.

"Abby I miss you so much. How did you get up here?"

I can't believe this is my sister. I'm lost of words. I began to cry hard. We where in the middle of the hall looking like two complete idiots. But who cares? I love my sister and now we can finally reconnect. We have a lot to catch up on.

"My room is a mess , lets go in your room." She said.

We walked into my room and sat down on the bed. We were both speechless. We just looked at each other into the eyes pouring out tears of joy and hurt.

"Danny please tell me why you left."

"Well, I couldn't deal with mom just sitting there and not doing anything to help us. I was tired of dad and his bullshit. So I ended up catching a bus up here."

"Why did you pick here out of all places?" I asked.

"Well once I went to the bus station I was in a hurry. The next bus was for Syracuse NY. So I just got on it and then I was in the streets for a long time. I'm still am. I needed money."

"So what are you doing?"

"I'm a prostitute."

"Oh. How much money do you make?"

"More than you can imagine."

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