Yeah…random fic, don't know where I thought of it, but I did. I'm not sure if I'll make it a oneshot or if I'll chapter it… anyhoo, enjoy! And I DON'T own newsies…but I had this dream once…
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It wasn't supposed to happen. I was never supposed to get pregnant. I was never supposed to have a kid at fifteen. It couldn't have been part of my destiny. But it's not like destiny had that much going for me. It killed my whole family, why should it be nice to me?
I should never have named him. People say once you name something, you become attached to it. I named him Andrew, after my grandpa.
I left Andrew somewhere I knew he'd be safe; with a friend of my grandpa's. Mr. Jacob Kloppman. Andrew's a newsie now. The youngest there had probably ever been. He's two, and he still doesn't know who I am. I watch him. He sells with Jack and David. Well, he doesn't exactly sell. He's just there for the look.
Jack must know Andrew's mine. He's got my eyes, my smile. But then again, his hair color is exactly the same as his dad's.
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yay prologue! So I've decided to make it a chaptered…