Chapter 6
Emily turned to the carriage driver, and said, "Mister, can you stop at the newsie distribution center, please?"

"Sure, lass. By the way, call me Kyle," he said. The horse pulled the carriage up in front of the gates. Emily pulled out her pencil and a sheet of paper, and wrote, "Read the obituaries, Derek.Love, Emily." A single tear hit the corner of the sheet, and said, "Can you go find someone for me?"

"Sure.who?"

"My brother, Derek. He has a brown leather eye patch over his left eye. Give him this, and tell him to read it right away. Here you go," she said, handing him the piece of paper. Kyle hopped off the front of the carriage, and entered the gates. A couple newsies looked up, and whispered to each other. Kyle picked Derek right out, and walked over.

"Excuse me, young fellow, may I speak to you?" Derek followed him. "Are you Derek?"

"Yes, how do you know that?"

"Here, read this. It's from a friend." Kyle handed him the piece of paper, and walked back to the carriage. He just snapped the reins when Derek came running out to see Emily. She was sitting beside Kyle, crying. Derek walked back and pulled open a paper to the obits, and read the headings. His eye froze on the one entitled, Sarah Rose Roosevelt.

Emily waved to the carriage driver, tears in her eyes, and walked up the steps to her front door. She pushed it open, and dropped her things carelessly onto the floor. Teddy smiled and poked his head out of the study. He hadn't heard about his wife yet. When he saw his daughter, though, tears falling to the floor, he knew something had happened.

"Emma? Baby, what is it?" he asked, putting his hands on her shoulders. Emily dug around in her pocket, and held out a piece of paper. Teddy, confused, took it, and read it. It was a newspaper article, an obituary. her mother's obituary. Teddy skimmed it, and pulled his daughter into a hug.

"I was right there, and I couldn't do anything." Emily whispered.

"Oh, sweety, I am so sorry."

"Oh, daddy, why? Why did mommy have to die?" she cried.

"I don't know, Emma. Things just happen sometimes." A knock came to the door, and Emily said, "I'm going to go take a nap, papa. I don't want to talk to anyone unless it's Jack Kelly." He nodded, and answered the door as Emily raced up the steps.

"Dad? Did you read the paper?"

"Yes, son, I did. Emily saw it all, too.she told me so."

"Oh, boy. Is she here?"

"Yeah, but she doesn't wanna see anyone but Jack. Sorry, Derek.how did you find out?"

"She wrote me a note," he said. Teddy nodded.

Emily sat, staring out her window, when a knock came at her door.

"What?"

"Sweety, Jack is here to see you," he said.

"Okay, daddy. Send him on in," she said. Jack walked in, and said, "Thanks, Govnah." Teddy nodded, and shut the door.

"Heya, Emmy. How you doin? I heard bout ya mom," he said. Emily walked over and sat on her bed, and Jack sat beside her.

"Why? I was right there, and I didn't do anything. I just watched as they." Emily choked on the end of her sentence.

"You were frozen in fear, Emma. It happens to even the best of us," he said, putting his arm around her shoulder. Emily rested her head on his shoulder, and said, "It was so scary, Jack.Why did I beg my mother to go to town that day?"

"What?"

"I begged her to take me to town to get material to make a bag for a book my brother gave me for my birthday.I begged her!" she whined. Jack put both arms around her, and held her close, saying,

"Shh.It'll be aight." Emily sniffled, and moaned a little. Jack looked down, and found her sleeping. He smiled, and laid her back on her bed, the covered her up. However, he found she wouldn't let him go, and when he did get away, she began to whimper, so he laid down beside her.

Emily sat up, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down her forehead, and Jack cried, "What is it, what is it?" Teddy burst through the door, saying, "What is it, what's wrong?" He pulled his daughter into his arms as she cried, "Mommy!!" Teddy stroked her hair as Jack slid out of the room, then the house, undetected. When Emily had calmed down, she took a couple deep breaths, and said, "Oh, that so sucks.Jack left." Teddy turned around, and said, "He's a nice boy, Emily. Listen, do you wanna come downstairs with me? We can go out for lunch." She faintly smiled, and said, "Sure, daddy." Teddy picked her up, and carried her downstairs, pulled her coat around her shoulders, and walked outside with her.

"Where do you want to go?" he asked. Emily thought, and said, "Tibby's?" He nodded, saying, "Tibby's."