They took me back to the orphanage. I resumed my day regularly. I wanted to tell Miss. Hannigan about my mom. She was in her office drinking like usual.

"Miss. Hannigan, can I see you for a moment?"

"Sure Victoria, have a seat."

I sat across from her.

"When I was in the closet with Annie and I looked in my box."

"You what?"

"Miss. Hannigan, I have every right to see mine!"

"You're right. You're absolutely right but you should've asked me first. You should ask for permission. Weren't you taught?"

"Yeah but I choose not to."

I smiled.

"Good golly Victoria! You've only been here for a few years and you're starting to wonder where you came from!"

"I know where I came from! Before I looked in that box, all I knew was that my mother gave me up for adoption when I was a baby. Now I know more. My last name and father is not named on my birth certificate. My mother's name is Emily Lou Thornton, born and raised here in NYC."

"Emily Lou Thornton?"

Miss. Hannigan then gasped.

"Emmy Lou! She was my best friend! It's been over a decade since I last saw her."

"What do you know about her!?"

"She was a pretty girl. She had brown hair and brown eyes. Her hair was in a bob like one of them dancers. Me and her known each other since we were teenagers. My little brother had the hots for her."

"Maybe Rooster knows something."

"How do you know his name!? His nickname?"

"That fuzz told me, the cop you were flirting when he brought Annie back."

"Fuzz? He's a police officer or a cop, not the fuzz! You and your disrespect for authority Victoria!"

"Ok Miss. Hannigan, that's all I wanna know. Good day."

"Victoria!-"

"I said good day!"

I left.

"Victoria get back here!"

I ignored her.

"Ok! Off to dish duty you go tonight!"

"I don't care!" I screamed.

"You want more then shut your trap!"