Chapter 11
In the next couple of weeks, Spot got to meet Angel's family. They really liked him and thought that he was the right guy for Angel. And before they knew it, the wedding day arrived. It wasn't going to be a huge wedding, but it wasn't going to be small either! All the Brooklyn and Manhattan newsies came, and some from Queens and the Bronx. Angel's family couldn't believe she'd made so many friends!
In Angel's dressing room, her mother helped put on her dress, do her hair, and her make up. When they got done, Angel's mom gave her a hug and walked out the door. Angel walked up to the mirror and looked at herself. "Wow, it's really happening!" she thought.
Outside the door of the sanctuary of the church, Angel took her father's arm and straightened out the ruffles on her dress. She took in a deep breath and the doors opened. When they reached the front of the church, Angel gave her father a kiss on the cheek. She then took Spot's arm.
In a few more minutes, they walked back down the aisle as Mr. and Mrs. Spot Conlon. Spot looked at her and drew out a breath. "Angel, we did it!"
"I know…. I love you."
"I love ya too, Angel."
The Next Day
When it was time for Angel's parents to leave, they went down to the train station together.
"Angel, I wish we could stay for the rally, but we need to get back home."
"I know mamma." "I'll see you again soon, though!"
"Yes, make that very soon!"
Angel smiled and gave her mother a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"I love you, mamma."
"I love you too, Angel."
She got on the train and Angel said goodbye to the rest of her family except Michael.
"Michael, I'm afraid I disobeyed you."
"Why?"
"Well…. I drank, I smoked, AND I played poker!" "I'm so sorry, Michael!"
Michael then turned to Angel and took something out of his pocket. Angel leaned over his shoulder and saw a pack of cigarettes in his hand.
"You idiot!" She said hitting him on the shoulder.
He laughed and hugged her. Then, he got on the train. Angel watched as the train pulled out of the station, and then left to go back to Brooklyn.
When she got back, Spot was standing by the stairs. Now wearing a ring on his left hand.
Angel smiled and said, "Hi, I'm looking for this really cute looking guy that wears a key around his neck, has the hottest blue eyes, and is the leader of the Brooklyn Newsies." "Do you know him?"
"Umm…. I think ya came to da right place lady!"
She walked over and hugged him.
"Did yer parents leave town?"
"Yea…. I wish they could've stayed for the rally!"
"Did ja talk ta Medda about that yet?"
"No, I was planing on asking her today."
"Oh…. I guess I'll have to make up a speech fer it."
"Spot, you don't need to make up a speech!"
"What are you talkin' about?"
"Spot, you have to speak what's in your heart, not in your mind."
"Oh, ya wanna know what my heart says?"
He leaned over and kissed her. This kiss was a little longer than the rest.
"My heart says dat I love ya, Angel."
"Aww…. That's cute Spot!"
He smiled and ran his hand through his hair.
"You'se better get goin if yer gonna go ta Manhattan and get back before dark!"
"Yes, you're right, I better get going."
She gave him a quick kiss and left.
When she walked in the door to Medda's, Medda greeted her with a hug.
"Oh Angel, how are you!" "It's been a while since I've seen you!"
"Yes, we've been really busy with this strike going on."
"I heard you got married!"
"Yeah, yesterday."
"Oh dear, I'm sorry I missed it!" "I had rehearsals for tonight's show."
"I understand."
"So, is there anything that you wanted to see me about?"
"Yes, actually there is."
"I'll be glad to help."
"Well, I was going to ask if we could use Irving Hall tomorrow night for a rally."
"Like a strike rally?"
"Yea, exactly!"
"Yes, it's ok with me."
"Yea, because I thought that we could speak about the strike and have fun watching you all in one night!"
"Yes, it's a very good idea!"
"Thank you very much, Medda!"
"You're welcome, dear."
She gave her a hug and left to go back to the lodging house.
On her way back, she was stopped by Oscar Delancy.
"I'se hoid dat you got married ta Spot Conlon, Angel."
"Yeah I did, you got a problem with that?"
"No, but dat don't mean dat we can't have an fun tanite!"
"Oscar, you may make whores out of other girls, but you will never make a whore out of me!"
Oscar gave her an evil look and kept on walking. Angel smiled and did the same.