I ran down the nearly empty streets of Manhattan towards the apartment building that my dad was staying in. We had gone by it earlier so he could check in and everything. I deftly climbed up the fire escape to the top floor where my dad's apartment was. The window was opened to let the night air in and the light was on. I sat down on the fire escape outside of the window to listen and watch what was going on.

            My father was sitting at the table in the middle of the fairly well furnished room with his head in his hands. He looked tried, and old. Well older than he really was. Mary came into the room and gave a little sigh. From my guess she had just put the baby down to sleep. She sat down next to my father and rubbed his back.

            "What the matter?" She asked my distressed father.

            "Kelly," Dad answered in a sad tone. "She's right, I could have told her in a letter or something, but I donno. I was scared, nervous about everything." I let out a snort that I hoped no one heard. Him? Nervous? The infamous Jack Kelly, leader of the newsboys strike? Yeah right.

            "Well maybe it wasn't the smartest thing in the world to spring news like that on her and everyone else at a huge party," Mary said. My father folded his arms on the table and buried his head in them.

            "She hates me," He said, his voice muffled. "And I don't blame her."

            "She doesn't hate you, she's just upset, and she does have a right to be. Frank ((An:/ SO sorry but Frank?? LOL I can't see Jack as Frank!! Ok back to story)) you're her father she loves you."

            "I'm not so sure," Dad said as he stood up. He walked off towards what I figured was the bedroom and closed the door. Mary sighed and got up from the table. She walked over to the open window and I ducked into the shadows. Mary stood there for a while looking out at the city I guess and eventually went into the same room my dad had disappeared into.

            She was right; of course I loved my Dad. He was my dad after all. Maybe the day after tomorrow I'd talk to him, give him a chance to make things right again. As I sat there I slowly drifted off to sleep under the window of where my father was.

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