It was a hot day in Manhattan, a girl about twelve years old was
looking furiously through the crowd searching for someone. She was of a
small stature but looked liked she meant business. Shading her eyes looking
up at the high gates of the D.O. Scanning the crowd of young boys she
decided to start calling out..
"EY'! Anyones knoes a Francis...Sullivan!?" many boys turned around and started but most just were talking among themselves. She took in a deep breath "ANYONES KNOES A FRANCIS SULLIVAN!!!!??"
A boy with a cigar in his mouth with a pap turned around "Calm down theres giol. He's right over there HEY JACK! YOU GOTS A VISITOR!"
She searched through the crowd and her eyes came upon a familiar face a boy with a cowboy hat and a red bandana. The little girl gasped looking as if she was going to scream and cry all at the same time. Across her gaze was Jack aka Francis who looked unsure as if he was hallucinating.
"KIT!"
"FRANS!"
Jack jumped off the building's platform and swung from a rope like in an action film. Not hitting any of the boys below and gliding with ease closer to the eager girl he landed softly on the ground in front of the girl.
"HEY KITS"
She had tears in her eyes and the boys around her were dumbfounded not knowing what to make of this little kid crying over Jack and calling him by his real name. Sure it wasn't unusual for Jack to have a couple of lady friends but not this young. He ran over to her and swept her up with her big arms and she screamed in delight and she swung her in a circle in the middle of the commotion of boys.
"I TOLD YOUS I'D SEND FOR YA KID!!" he said still swinging her and laughing excitedly.
"Ya were taking too long for mee!" as he finally set her down both still a little teary eyed. Boys were crowded around them still wondering what was going on.
"Yo um Jack. Isa there sumtin ya wanna tell us?" said a boy who was pretty small for his age with a strong new Yorker accent. "Whassit any of yous business!?" the little girl stepped up into the kid's face.
"Jack is my pal, Names Race, Racetrack." the kid held out his hand towards the younger girl.
"Kit. Kit Sullivan. If yous musta know." She said giving him a somewhat mean looking grin.
"Heya Race! Backs off she's my sista."
"Jack Kelly hasa sista?" said another boy stepping towards the crowd.
"Yeah Kid Blink! Yous gotsa problem wid that?" the kid stepped back with his friends out showing he had no problem.
"EY'! Anyones knoes a Francis...Sullivan!?" many boys turned around and started but most just were talking among themselves. She took in a deep breath "ANYONES KNOES A FRANCIS SULLIVAN!!!!??"
A boy with a cigar in his mouth with a pap turned around "Calm down theres giol. He's right over there HEY JACK! YOU GOTS A VISITOR!"
She searched through the crowd and her eyes came upon a familiar face a boy with a cowboy hat and a red bandana. The little girl gasped looking as if she was going to scream and cry all at the same time. Across her gaze was Jack aka Francis who looked unsure as if he was hallucinating.
"KIT!"
"FRANS!"
Jack jumped off the building's platform and swung from a rope like in an action film. Not hitting any of the boys below and gliding with ease closer to the eager girl he landed softly on the ground in front of the girl.
"HEY KITS"
She had tears in her eyes and the boys around her were dumbfounded not knowing what to make of this little kid crying over Jack and calling him by his real name. Sure it wasn't unusual for Jack to have a couple of lady friends but not this young. He ran over to her and swept her up with her big arms and she screamed in delight and she swung her in a circle in the middle of the commotion of boys.
"I TOLD YOUS I'D SEND FOR YA KID!!" he said still swinging her and laughing excitedly.
"Ya were taking too long for mee!" as he finally set her down both still a little teary eyed. Boys were crowded around them still wondering what was going on.
"Yo um Jack. Isa there sumtin ya wanna tell us?" said a boy who was pretty small for his age with a strong new Yorker accent. "Whassit any of yous business!?" the little girl stepped up into the kid's face.
"Jack is my pal, Names Race, Racetrack." the kid held out his hand towards the younger girl.
"Kit. Kit Sullivan. If yous musta know." She said giving him a somewhat mean looking grin.
"Heya Race! Backs off she's my sista."
"Jack Kelly hasa sista?" said another boy stepping towards the crowd.
"Yeah Kid Blink! Yous gotsa problem wid that?" the kid stepped back with his friends out showing he had no problem.