I ragazzi della 56ª strada

“Daddy?” Lily looks up at me.

I look down at my baby girl in my lap. “What’s up, baby girl?”

She pauses, thinking over the best delivery of the question.

“Why don’t your legs work?” She says softly.

I’m shocked da the question. “Well…” I start. I don’t know how to answer. There’s so many things involved. I put my hand behind my back. “That’s a good question, baby girl.” I say, not really there.

“It sounds like a long story.” She says, with all the empathy a six anno old could have.

“It’s really long.” I chuckle. “But I think it’s a story for when you’re...

te looked at him. "I'm moving" te said. His smiled faded into a frown. successivo week te got moved into the house. te moved into the rich neiborhood. te hated it there so much. "Y/N te have to start dressing like a Soc." your mom said. "Fine" te detto and folded your arms. te called Ruthie as soon as te moved in. te had a week off of school. "Hello?" "Hi Ruthie it's Y/N" te detto and smiled. "Oh hi so te got moved in?" "Yeah. But I was wondering if te wanted to go shopping with me?" "Yeah for what?" "I'll tell te when I see you" te said. "Okay where do te want me to meet you?" "At...

Ruthie came out with a smile. She saw te were upset about something. "Y/N what's the matter?" "I'm moving Ruthie. I'm a soc. now and forever" te detto as she came closer to you. She made te sit on the divano as she did to. "What do ya mean?" "I'm a Soc. I'm moving to a richer neiborhood" te said. "Y/N I'm real sorry" she detto with her southern accent. "It's fine" te said. "Why did te even become a greaser in the first place?" "My died in a car crash" te said. "Really my dad did to" she said. "Really when?" "A couple years fa I was about 12 when it happened" she said. "Really I was to...