-Please Don't Go So Fast-
Chapter Five
[Spot's Fella]
So we crossed to the Brooklyn side of the Brooklyn Bridge. We were headed for the infamous Spot Conlon. We was searchin' all throughout the street, until we found him with his buddies by the river. He had that smirk on his face. The goils all love that smirk.
So Jack and Davey start to explain their plan to Spot. And he stops them mid-sentence and says, "Who's ya friends over here?"
And Jack Replies, "You already know Race, and this is his friend, Crutchy. But who's this fine lookin' fella that's standin' next to you?"
The fella looks up, and has the most beautiful piercing green eyes that I had ever seen. He was way to pretty to be a fella. I could see why he kept his hat down. But he extended his hand and said, "The name's Mack. Put 'er there."
So I shook his hand. The hand was tiny and fragile, but had a strong grip. Then Mack reached out to Crutchy, looked him in the eye, and sprinted off as fast as possible. We was amazed. What a strange fella.