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Epilogue.
Jack woke up not long after the triumphant ending of Oscar Delancy's boys, those that were left, promptly fled in their leader's footsteps only to meet up again with him. They did start their underground crime society again, but left the Newsies strictly alone. Oscar carried the scar of a bullet hole in his back forever, as a constant reminder of the little boy who shot him. Mouse took up being a Newsie and found it most interesting, a far cry from his former life, but his interests were fulfilled when Spot taught him how to use a slingshot instead of a gun. "I know what it's like wantin' jest ta kill sometin'. So I thought it best I guess." Spot remarked, almost sheepishly. Mouse had grinned, but said nothing, stroking the wood gently.
Jack's awakening was a new beginning for him. He felt it unfair that HE had started all the adventures, but he had missed out on ALL of it. But he didn't have to worry, for he was going to have his own adventures very soon. After that, Jack met a beautiful, but bold young girl in a machine shop. He fell in love with her and she likewise confessed her attachment to him. He courted her and they were married not long after. Racetrack and Bright Eyes' children came out of this mishap without very much harm, but it wasn't to be the end. As the children grew, their adventures came and went, all of them taking them on whole heartedly. Even young Taps became quite a rogue in his older years, causing almost as much havoc in the streets as all his siblings put together. The Higgins children and indeed all of the Newsies' children, grew up together, laughed together, and shared their adventures with each other.
Racetrack stared at the sky at the countless stars and the brilliant moon, wondering if life could be any more perfect. His children were safe at last and so was his wife, and himself of course. "God, PLEASE don't let anytin' dis bad happen ta us again." Racetrack pleaded under his breath. "Whatcha doin' Race? Tawkin' ta da moon?" Bright Eyes asked as she walked out into the night, slipping her body into the crook of his arm. "Yeah I guess. Ya know Bright, dis wasn't so bad. It coulda been woise." Bright Eyes smacked him across the head. "Coulda been woise? It was a nightmare! It couldn'ta gotten any woise!" She said disdainfully. "I know, I'm jest playin' witcha. I guess it's a time fer new beginnin's huh?" Racetrack laughed, holding her close.
Bright Eyes pushed herself closer to him as her face turned red. "Speakin' of new beginnin's, I need ta tell ya sometin'." She pushed her face closer to his and brushed a few stray hairs away from his ear. "I'm gonna have anudda baby." She whispered as the wind blew around them. Racetrack started, held her away from him and looked at her glowing face. Then he held her close in a crushing embrace. "Dats great. Dats jest great. Ya know I love ya?" He whispered. "Of course. How could I tink uddawise?" Bright Eyes whispered back, a tone of humor in her voice. As Racetrack held Bright Eyes close to his heart the wind blew around them harshly, threatening to blow them over. But in his heart Racetrack knew that no matter how many winds blew and tried to destroy him and his family, they could withstand it. They could and would withstand any storm, and that set his heart at peace.
Epilogue.
Jack woke up not long after the triumphant ending of Oscar Delancy's boys, those that were left, promptly fled in their leader's footsteps only to meet up again with him. They did start their underground crime society again, but left the Newsies strictly alone. Oscar carried the scar of a bullet hole in his back forever, as a constant reminder of the little boy who shot him. Mouse took up being a Newsie and found it most interesting, a far cry from his former life, but his interests were fulfilled when Spot taught him how to use a slingshot instead of a gun. "I know what it's like wantin' jest ta kill sometin'. So I thought it best I guess." Spot remarked, almost sheepishly. Mouse had grinned, but said nothing, stroking the wood gently.
Jack's awakening was a new beginning for him. He felt it unfair that HE had started all the adventures, but he had missed out on ALL of it. But he didn't have to worry, for he was going to have his own adventures very soon. After that, Jack met a beautiful, but bold young girl in a machine shop. He fell in love with her and she likewise confessed her attachment to him. He courted her and they were married not long after. Racetrack and Bright Eyes' children came out of this mishap without very much harm, but it wasn't to be the end. As the children grew, their adventures came and went, all of them taking them on whole heartedly. Even young Taps became quite a rogue in his older years, causing almost as much havoc in the streets as all his siblings put together. The Higgins children and indeed all of the Newsies' children, grew up together, laughed together, and shared their adventures with each other.
Racetrack stared at the sky at the countless stars and the brilliant moon, wondering if life could be any more perfect. His children were safe at last and so was his wife, and himself of course. "God, PLEASE don't let anytin' dis bad happen ta us again." Racetrack pleaded under his breath. "Whatcha doin' Race? Tawkin' ta da moon?" Bright Eyes asked as she walked out into the night, slipping her body into the crook of his arm. "Yeah I guess. Ya know Bright, dis wasn't so bad. It coulda been woise." Bright Eyes smacked him across the head. "Coulda been woise? It was a nightmare! It couldn'ta gotten any woise!" She said disdainfully. "I know, I'm jest playin' witcha. I guess it's a time fer new beginnin's huh?" Racetrack laughed, holding her close.
Bright Eyes pushed herself closer to him as her face turned red. "Speakin' of new beginnin's, I need ta tell ya sometin'." She pushed her face closer to his and brushed a few stray hairs away from his ear. "I'm gonna have anudda baby." She whispered as the wind blew around them. Racetrack started, held her away from him and looked at her glowing face. Then he held her close in a crushing embrace. "Dats great. Dats jest great. Ya know I love ya?" He whispered. "Of course. How could I tink uddawise?" Bright Eyes whispered back, a tone of humor in her voice. As Racetrack held Bright Eyes close to his heart the wind blew around them harshly, threatening to blow them over. But in his heart Racetrack knew that no matter how many winds blew and tried to destroy him and his family, they could withstand it. They could and would withstand any storm, and that set his heart at peace.