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Johanna's POV:

Anthony and I walked away from the shop arm in arm. We were silent until we passed someone on the street who called my name. I turned to see who it was and immediately took a step closer to Anthony as Judge Turpin and his Beadle walked towards us.

"Good afternoon, Johanna." He said with a sadistic smile. I swallowed and nodded back in acknowledgment. "I must say you're looking rather stunning this afternoon."

"Thank you." I said quietly. Anthony seemed to noticed my actions and took a step slightly closer to me.

"If you'll excuse us, Judge Turpin, we're on a time schedule." Anthony said. Judge Turpin flashed him a quick glare and looked back at me.

"Very well. I'm off to receive a shave anyhow." He gave me a slight nod. "Good afternoon, Johanna." With that he and his Beadle wandered off. Anthony looked at me.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"No." I replied quickly and pulled his arm, continuing our walk.

"So when will you tell my mother?" I asked.

"Soon, I hope."

"I don't want to wait any longer." I said.

"Will she be upset?"

"No." I said confidently.

"You're certain?" He asked. I nodded. We continued walking in silence for a bit.

"Why would she be upset?" I asked curiously after awhile.

"You're all she's got."

"That's not true." I said. "She's got the pie shop, and Mr. Todd."

"Mr. Todd?"

"I can tell she has a fondness for him. I don't think he reciprocates it though." We reached the park we'd been walking to and sat on one of the benches.

"I can't wait for you to come with me, Johanna." Anthony finally spoke. I smiled. ""We'll have a great time. And you'll see all the places you've ever dreamed of seeing."

"I just hope my mother understands. I can't stay in London anymore." I said.


"It so sad." I explained. "And my mother, don't get me wrong, she's wonderful. It's just, I can tell a part of her is missing. It always has been. She seemed to get better when Mr. Todd came back, but it's still there. She never shows it, but I can tell." He nodded. "And then there's Judge Turpin..."

"What was that about?" He asked.

"He always fancied me when I was younger. Talked to me a lot and all." I said. "Finally Mum told him to leave and not return. I didn't see him much after that. I pass him on the streets occasionally. He gives me looks that make me want to vomit." Anthony frowned.

"Well, he won't be a bother much longer, will he?" Anthony said. I smiled. "Come, let's go talk to your mother now."


"Yes." He took my hand and we rushed back to the shop. I was so excited. Finally we returned and we walked into the pie shop. Mum was no where in sight.

"Go check upstairs." I said. "She spends most of her time with him now." Anthony nodded and kissed my cheek before hurrying upstairs. I wandered into the parlor to see my mother sitting in her chair, looking at a book of some sort. She looked up at me when I entered.

"Back already?" She asked.

"Anthony and I came to talk to you. He went up to Mr. Todd's to find you." My mothers eyes widened and she stood quickly, dropping her book. She rushed past me into the pie shop. She'd just opened the door when Anthony rushed in, looking frightened.

"What happened?" My mother hissed. I'd never heard her act that way.

"I didn't know!" Anthony yelled. "I was looking for you." Mum pushed past Anthony and rushed up the stairs.

"What happened?" I asked, far calmer than my mother.

"Judge Turpin was up there." He said. I caught my breath. "He got upset at the mention of you coming with me and stormed out of the shop. Mr. Todd started yelling at me." He said. "I didn't know that Turpin's business was that important."

"That couldn't have been-" I was cut off by the sound of yelling upstairs. I looked from the ceiling to Anthony and back. We stayed quiet, trying to make out the words that Mr. Todd was yelling.

"We all deserve to die!" Suddenly rung through the house, causing me and Anthony to look at each other wide eyed. A muffled thump came, as if something hit the floor, or maybe the wall. We were silent for the next few minutes but no words were clear enough. Finally the yelling ceased and the barber shop door opened and closed. Me and Anthony waited quietly. A moment later my mother came through the door, supporting Mr. Todd and pulling him to one of the tables. Anthony quickly rushed over to help.

"Maybe you two should wait in the parlor." Mum said once Mr. Todd was seated. He remained staring at his hands on the table. I nodded and took Anthony's hand and pulled him to the parlor. Once in the parlor I nearly stepped on a small boy who was laying in the middle of the floor. I recognized him as the boy from earlier.

"That's Toby." My mother said, appearing behind us. "He'll be staying with us." She reached down and took something from the boy which looked like a bottle of some type and rushed back to Mr. Todd.

"She's in love with him, ya know?" Anthony said. I nodded.

My mother was in love with the barber from upstairs.