Date☼March 23, 1890
Location☼Main Street, Boston
Mood☼Hungry
Location☼Boston
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The high noon sun cast a warm ray straight down on the large wooden shack as a cool breeze drifted softly past the shack and to the city. The large wood building stood on the out skirts of the city, from one side, you could see grass and trees, and on the other side, the city stood strong, tall iron stacks rising into the blue sky releasing dark fog into the air. The door to the shack cracked open as Tabby's small, slender hands wrapped around the door as she pushed it open, her large green eyes scanning the tall towers of creation. This was not the sight Tabby wanted to view as she took her lunch break. Sliding along the side of the wall, Tabby made her way around the side of the shack stopping in her path as her eyes connected with the large construction site she could see in the distance, road construction. The wind began to blow again, a gentle breeze which still managed to push her waist-length hair into her face and blocking the construction from site as all she could see was the bright red strands bustling in front of her. Turning her back to the wind, she held each side of the paper lunch bag with her blackened greese smeared hands and opened it, ready to eat her banana and sandwhich she had packed for lunch, although, as the food became visible, it was a horrible surprise, her lunch had been crushed, most likely by the side door that fell over they previously had against the wall. While her work was difficult mentally, it was harder physically, all the parts of the engine were quite heavy and cumbersome, of course this would happen during her only break of the day.
Rolling her eyes, Tabby put down her lunch bag and sighed as she looked back toward the city, frantically, she began to dig into her pockets, searching for some change that would enable her to get some food for lunch, she just had to run into the city and grab a bite to eat. Hearing jingling sounds coming from her pocket, Tabby's eyes lit up, her high cheek bones dropping as her eyes popped open with excitement. Her hand grasped around the coins as she pulled them from her pockets, "Yes!" she cheered as she began to count her money, a quarter and two dimes! She could get something to eat and a ride! Throwing her back pack over her shoulder, Tabby took off at a jog down the sidewalk, making her way through the people as they began to get more and more dense the closer she got to the heart. Stopping by a light post, she lifted her hand into the air and called out to the horse and carriage passenger buggy passing by, "Excuse me! May I have a ride?"
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