"I'm real sorry Jamie." Spot announced to Jamie first thing the next morning. Jamie help her head and nodded. She had a killer headache from all the partying the night before. Obviously Spot had spent the night.
"I know Spot." Jamie assured him.
"I just get so caught up I don't realize what I'm doing. I really didn't mean anything I said. Especially about you being a whore and a slut."
"I know Spot. Thanks. A lot." Jamie smiled and wrapped her arms around Spot. She knew that nothing could ever tear them apart. He was her brother after all.
"You are so much like daddy. You're strong, and smart, and fiery. He'd be real proud of you."
"He'd be proud of you too Spot."
"For what?"
"For realizing you were wrong."
"Yeah, maybe. I don't mean to be hogging all of your time. Jack wants to talk to you." Spot said and Jamie frowned. Why did she have to fall in like with Jack Kelley.
"I have nothing to say to him." Jamie said cautiously.
"You know you love him."
"I do not!" Jamie argued.
"Okay, okay. No you don't. But you're still going to have to be near him tonight." Jamie raised and eyebrow at Spot's comment.
"What?"
"Tonight. At the rally. At Medda's. Me and Jack are having it to prove our new friends and brotherhood."
"What's that got to do with me?" Jamie asked confused.
"Well, Jack wants you up on stage, between us."
"Don't you think we were out late enough last night?"
"Yeah. But tonight is only until nine-thirty."
"Oh. Well I'm standing as far away from him as possible."
"Suit yourself. But he really wants to talk to you." Jamie shrugged her shoulders and gazed across the bunkroom at Racetrack. She hadn't noticed he was awake.
"Racey! How are you!" Jamie asked running over to see her best friend.
"I've been better. Say, get me my cigar?"
"Sure thing."
"And another thing. Spot's right. You should talk to him." Race told Jamie as he sat up and lit his cigar.
"Why?" Jamie demanded. Race blew out his smoke before answering "Because you love him." Jamie sighed, defeated. She opened her mouth to ask where he was but Race answered before she could.
"Fire escape." Jamie smiled weakly at her brother and Race before opening the window and climbing the wrought-iron stairs that lead to Jack's favorite spot.