Chapter 21

Chapter 21

"Cowboy!"

Jack and Kid Blink turned around to see a head of shiny black hair rushing towards them. When she finally caught up to them, Sunny stopped so she could catch her breath.

"What's wit you Brooklyn goils? Always comin ovah heah ta Manhattan!"

"Ain't dat obvious though, Blink? Dem goils are comin cuz of of us!"

Sunny raised an eyebrow at Jack. He ignored it and asked her why she was here.

"Well, um…I gotta talk to Blink bout sumpthin, awright? And alone…it's kinda private,"

She looked at him, and he shrugged and walked off. Blink looked at her.

"C'mon, let's take a walk,"

He nodded and they set off. As they walked, Blink lit a cigarette. He took a puff and handed it to Sunny. She ignored as Blink started talking.

"So, what's wrong now? Is it sumpthin ta do wit Spot and Bristles?"

"Well, yea…I overhoid him and Cowboy on da Brooklyn Bridge,"

She told him everything, from the confession to Spot deciding that he was going to try to afford the paint set at the shop. When Sunny finished, Blink looked surprised.

"He's gonna try ta affoid dat whole paint set by hisself in a whole week? But dat's crazy!"

"Exactly, but I have an idea,"

She told him what her idea was, and when she did, Blink looked doubtful.

"Well, Sunny, it's not exactly like Spot's a weaklin,"

"But ta earn dat much money in a week?! He'd nevah be able ta do dat by hisself!"

"Well, no, but he wouldn't let anyone help him,"

"Who says he's gotta know dat wese gonna help him?"

Once again, Blink looked doubtful. He took the cigarette and drew another puff from it.

"I guess it would woik, but why are ya askin me ta help ya?"

"Cuz Cowboy definitely wouldn't help Spot, since he'd love ta see him try ta do it all by himself, and Racetrack's too caught up wit spendin time wit Hope."

"What about Mush?"

"Look, I'm just askin you cuz I trust you, awright? Youah one of da Manhattan newsies dat are really tough and strong, I know you wouldn't let me down, and, and…"

"And?"

"Dat's it."

Blink thought about what Sunny just said. She really trusted him to do this, and he didn't want to see her being disappointed. He threw the cigarette butt down and stepped on it.

"Youah right, he can't do it alone, and what's stopping us from helpin him?"

Sunny yelled aloud and hugged Blink so hard that he thought he might burst. He laughed and pushed her away.

"Hey, I don't need none a dat heah in public, ok?"

"Oh, Blink, thank you!"

"Awright, awright. But what are we gonna do ta help him?"

"Sell papes."

"Well, we gotta do moah den just selling papes, don't you think?"

"Like what?"

"I dunno, but I'll think a sumthin."

"Oh thank you so much, Blink! Youah a true pal!"

Sunny hugged him again and even kissed him on the cheek. It wasn't really necessary, but she was so happy she didn't know in what other way to express her thanks. She quickly ran off towards the Brooklyn Bridge. As she did so, Kid Blink stared at her figure which was getting smaller and smaller. "I know you wouldn't let me down, and, and…dat's it." Was there something else she had wanted to say? It may have sounded strange, but for some reason, Blink truly hoped that he was more than just a pal to Sunny.