17??, New York City
I go off the boat thinking how exciting it is to be in a new country, new people, New people with Different minds. It felt like my dreams were finally coming true.
my name is Molly Dinkel and my dream is to move to the colonies because I was the only rebel in Italy and to just get a new start in America. Im also 15 years old and I escaped my family's home so goodbye Hanukkah and really tasty Pudding. In my past life i never had education so I am self-taught. BUT I am also on a mission, you see my aunt Kat that lives in new york wrote to me that there was a crook stealing my aunts Flowers AND I AM GOING TO FIND THE HUMAN!
I walk around new York trying to find the address of my aunts home and her, she is the easiest person to find in the world because she has the most funnest, Craziest, and wackiest short hair ever that looks just like mine but in the red version though. I look around but then I found her she looks at me and smiles like never before and runs to hug me.
"oh my little minnow I haven't seen you in forever, come on we have to put your bag in your room" said kat passing a beautiful Menorah on the kitchen table. "Your still jewish?" I said following her "because you know, I am also he" I said going up the stairs "yes I am actually I didn't want to change the family's religon" she said putting down my luggage in a nice looking bed in the attic "here is is a lovely place to have you own privacy and space, make your self at home" she said walking down to the flower shop "thanks Kat" I said.
I look around the big room and saw a big window thayd had a beautiful view of the city that just makes me want to explore it.
So then I go down stairs passing them smelling the stunning orchid that stands on the coumter. "Do you grow these flowers" I said to Kat. "Yup all of them kb the roof" she answered back "on the roof! And how do you get up there?" I said "she uses the stair way of course" says a girl that randomly pops out of no where with elegant black curly hair and a beautiful purple gown that looks about hm...my age ".....um hi" I said looking at her. "Hello" she said back "...what's your name" I day with a bit of suspicion you know like what would happen if someone randomly pops on your conversion with someone else. "Hermione Wilson, and yours" "Molly Dinkle" I said. "Are you Italian if you don't mind me asking " she said "no no of course I don't mind oh wait um yes I am italian,.....how do you know?"I say with suspicion. "I just have a sense". She said "oh okay" I replied, "are you new here, here let me show you around have you ever been to broadway?" she says taking my hand and taking me out of the store "no i have never" I said, she gasps "then we have a lot to talk about! " she gabs my had and starts running. "OKAY" I say ecidently, I can ready tell we'll be best friends
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Molly Dinkle And The Flower Shop
Ficção HistóricaMolly Dinkle is a Jewish 15 year old girl from Italy who moved in with her aunt Kat's house in new york. But she never how it was like being a patriot surrounded with many. She is also trying to find out who is the person who is stealing the flower...
