The Daughters: Adopted by Renée Elise Goldsberry and Daveed Diggs

Just a Normal.... Wait

Nicole

It was just a regular day. We had just recently gotten back to school from Winter Break and it was early January. You wouldn't feel like it was January here. In Florida it's always hot because we are close to the equator. Even though it's really cold I long to be in NYC right now. To be inside The Richard Rodgers Theater with my friends talking to the cast of Hamilton and Drinking Hot Chocolate with the OBC joining us too. But, I'm stuck in Laungage Arts class hearing a lecture on Commas. I love commas. What Hamilton fan doesn't? I have always had a fascination of commas. I was in class taking notes on placement and loving the example of My Dearest Angelica, which I gave our teacher the idea for when one of the office assistants came and got me and Alexandrea which never happened and took us down to the office.

Alexandrea

We got our things out of our lockers and went to the office. I got my Hamilton sweatshirt and put it on. We walked into the office and a lady was waiting for us.
Nicole
We end up going with the Lady who tells us there has been an accident and our parents didn't make it. I sob into Alexandrea's shoulder and she sobs into my mind. The lady tells me that since I was in the Foster system before that I would have to go back to Ohio in an orphanage. But, I manage to talk her into taking me to Graham Windham. Eliza's orphanage. She drove off to the airport and when we got there I didn't see Alexandrea anymore. "Where the hell is Alexandrea?" I ask. "Don't worry. She's taken care of." The lady says. "Now come, our flight is boarding." She finishes.
..... Hours later.....
We arrive in NYC and hop into a cab. We swerved back and forth dodging cars. Then something catches my eye. The Richard Rodgers Theater. "Stop!" I yell. "Nicole, what is it?" The woman asks. "Can, I take a picture in front of the Theater? Please?" I plead. "Okay, but hurry up. We don't got all day." I get out of the cab and take a few pictures. Then I get back in and we speed away. A little while later we arrive at a grand building that looks really old. Graham Windham. We get out of the cab and walk in. The lady gives the people at the desk my files and I get shown to the teen quarters. The girls introduce themselves. There is one about my age and height named Rachel, a blonde fourteen year old named Jessica, and a Brownette 5'9" Sixteen year old named Maria. I get my stuff set up and share a room with Rachel. I then look through the Hamilton Instagram page. This was gonna be a long day.