Paste

I lay awake to the scent of fresh bread in the kitchen. Now, Ike isn't that much of a cook, so this is something special. I swing myself over the side of the bed and lazily get ready to seize the day. I say good morning wearily and pour coffee for the both of us. Promptly at eight, Star comes over with two large armfuls of papes.

"Sixty," she says as she enters. I nod, we can sell them easily. In a flash, I awake Lucy and put her in her carriage as I kiss Ike goodbye. We normally sell to our regular customers on days when rain comes about. Soaked head to toe, we end up salvaging the papes in the carriage, we have four left. Outside the bar, Lucy and I stay outside while Star sells them inside. As we are approaching the bar, we hear the piano, obviously Mike. Though outside, when Star opened the door, the aroma of whiskey almost over took me in less than five minutes, Star comes out. I thank her; Morris came over and tried his luck.

"Sass action?" Star asked.

"Yup, I say." I make me laugh somehow but she is serious about it.

"It is really easy to sell to drunken people" she says. I laughed harder. In a few minutes, we run into Sketch and Butta Fingas. We go to the harbor and I see Ike; asking him to watch Lucy for a bit. He agreed, he thought it would be fun to have quality time with his daughter. We walk to the nearest café and had lunch.

"You say Mike," Butta Fingas asked, surprised. I nod.

"Well, it is his passion." I say, Star agrees with me, so does Sketch. In an hour, we are all on the streets again. Sketch and Butta Fingas sell the rest of their papes on the dock. Great day, I think. I got back Lucy; she was being a bit fussy, too much for Ike. I gladly take back my baby. Star and I walk to the lodging house. I push open the door and hear Race screaming his head off.

"Where is my cigar?" he asks. His presence seems to dominate the room. He is so loud when he is high, so he may be high all the time.

"I didn't take it" calls Snipeshooter "why do you always blame me?"

"Because you are to blame" Race answers. It's good to be at the lodging house with Lucy, I think. She starts crying, but I make her calm real quick.

"Race," calls out Les. "You left your cigar on the table at lunch"

He runs over toward where Les is. "Thanks little buddy" he says. He pats him on the head. He glares at Snipeshooter while he passes.

"Awww, look at the baby," Says Romeo, he strokes her hair gently. Specs walks by with a duck look on his face.

"Lucy," I say calmly. "Who is that?" I point to a guy with his body against the frame.

"Mush," she mumbles. It's sounded more like "push" but it was close enough. Hennery and Buttons come closer to me when Lucy babbles their names.

"Can't she talk any better?" snickers Hennery.

"She is almost two," I snap.

"Geez Hype, I meant no harm," He says.

"Sure you did" exaggerated Buttons. Star was talking to Blink. He bought her a fancy hair bow for ten cents. Suprizingly, it matched her skirt.

"He loves her" I whisper to Lucy. A new newsie named Popper came by.

"Pretty," he breathed. My guess is that he never talked to a baby in his life, it made me smile.

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