Never Fear, Brooklyn is Here
Ch. 15
While it was raining outside, Mush, Bank Robber, Midget, Squints, Spot, that hot newsies on the dock who doesn't have a name, Flight and I played poker. (A.N. 3 words…I NEED NAMES!) I knew that Flight is the best poker player in Manhattan, but she's never played me before. I looked down at my cards and saw I had a winning hand. But being the best poker player in Brooklyn, I knew I couldn't show my cards on my face. I looked sad and about to cry. I even fooled Spot.
"I win," Flight said before placing her hands over my winnings.
"Wait a minute." I sobbed, "I think I'm the winner." I placed my cards for all to see and took the money, $3.50, and placed it in my pant's pocket. I looked at Mush and smiled. He winked at me.
"I told ya dat she could beat ya." Spot told Flight.
After about fifteen minutes, Flight suggested that we play another round at poker. Flight was smug about the loss at her game. While we were all doing our thing like a chicken wing on a string. Flight stayed by Spot but she was looking really sad and being me, I'd thought I do something about it.
"Hey Mush, can ya get Spot away for about 15 min.?" I asked.
"Yeah, why?" Mush asked.
"I need ta talk ta Flight."
I sat on my lumpy bed while Mush started talking to Spot. A couple minutes later, they left to the down stairs area of the Lodging House. I walked over to Flight and sat down next to her.
"Hey. What's wrong?" I asked.
"Mind ya own business." She said. (A.N. Flight would never say dat to me. Right Madi?)
"Spot is me best friend and since you're his new goil, it is my business." Flight looked at me like she wanted to tell me everything. She heisted before taking a deep breath.
"I haven't been sellin' very good lately and I can't afford to eat or stay in the Lodging House wit me brudder."
"I'm so sorry. At least ya brudder is dare for ya. Jack left me here for 6 years. But I'm alright." Flight laughed at what I said.
"Jack never mentioned dat he had a sista, he always talked about his parents being in Santa Fe looking for a ranch."
"Our parents never went to Santa Fe." Flight looked over at Spot and Mush who were laughing.
"Ya lucky ta have Mush. He's really nice." Flight told me. I looked over at them and Mush looked my way and winked. I could feel my cheeks turn hot. I wasn't used to this kind of attention.
"Spot's nice to. He always looks after me." I told her. Flight and I were instantly friends.
"Where do ya usually sell papes?" I asked her.
"Around Central Park, or da boxing rings. What about ya?" She replied.
"Mostly da harbor. I'm famous dare."
"Are ya ladies haven' fun?" Spot asked as he kissed Flight on the cheek.
"We were until ya showed up," I joked before Mush wrapped his arm around my waist. Everyone laughed.
"Ya know what tomorrow is?" Mush asked with a grin on his face.
"I don't know." I laughed as he kissed my forehead.
"It's his birthday." Flight giggled.
"Flight." Mush groaned.
"How old will ya be?" I asked because I didn't know how old he was in the first place.
"17."
"Just one year older dan me," I laughed and kissed him. He pulled me in closer as I ran my fingers threw his hair. When I pulled away, my lips felt swollen and then rain had stopped but it was far to wet to go outside. I lay on my lumpy bed wrapped in Mush's arms, while he kisses the nape of my neck. I smile and give him a hug. What am I gonna get him for his birthday? I kept asking myself. Then I thought of the perfect thing.
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