"Angel! Derre ye are!" Bailey shouted as soon as I came in. "We was worried!"
"Sorry, I jus needed te clea me head." I noticed Spot walking out of his room. "Spot!" smiling I ran over to him.
"Well bout time. I was worried I'd have te haul yer butt in hea meself." He grinned.
"No worries. Everythins fine. Like I said, I ain't de old Angel anymora." I said giving him a playful punch.
"I can see dat. Well, somewhat." Spot smiled back happy to see me in high spirits.
I woke up the next morning in Spot's arms. I looked at him as he lay looking innocent. Quietly I crawled out of bed and got dressed. 'I'm goin sellin!' I said eagerly to myself 'An derres no way Spot's stoppin me.'
"Mornin," Spot said while I was putting on one of his shirts that fit me decently. "Not only de ye need te get yer own clothes, but hat, an, YE AIN'T GOIN SELLIN!"
"C'mon! I need a change o scenery! Besides, I ain't week anymora. Me, Doodles an Bai really need te go sellin ye know. An afta.." I walked over to Spot and grabbed his suspenders, "yer talkin te yer brodda." I left the room only wishing I could see the look on his face and went to fetch Doodles and Bailey.
Selling didn't last long, I didn' have many papers to sell considering I didn't really feel like carrying around anymore than about fifty. Doodles, Bailey, and I had plans to find Spot's little brother and bring him with us. I wanted to meet my future brother in law and I wanted Spot to get to know his brother he saved. I also hoped we could get to Manhattan, find Chris, and get back before Spot knew I left. We told Barret to make sure no one told Spot we left and if he asked that we were selling or visiting Christina.
"Are ye suure hes supposed te be round hea somwhea?" Bailey asked after we got to Manhattan.
"Look, Spot said he sees im sometimes in de streets." I said looking at all the kids walking around. "I think he's around Kevin's age."
"Ye think? Whuddsmatta wit youse? We're hea lookin fer a kid ye think is Kev's age!" Bailey yelled throwing her hands up in the air. "I'm bout te slug ye!"
"Wait!" I yelled running from her. "C'mon jus look fer someone who resembles Spot."
"Great," Bailey sighed running after me. "Me sista's gone crazy!"
As we were jogging down the streets, I happened to see a blonde head of hair catch my eye. "Ova derre!" I yelled to Bailey. "Dats im!" I screamed in delight taking off after the boy.
After running off towards the boy, I managed to loose him within seconds. As Bailey and Doodles caught up, I looked around for an alley way where Chris might have run down.
"Well miss smawty pants, whudd now?" Bailey said now annoyed with me.
"Doodles, ain't ye gunna say anythin?" I said wanting her help.
"Well, yer de one dat lost de kid. Besides, Bailey's got a point. Yer totally crazy." Doodles laughed.
"Not helpin." I sighed.
"Well den, I say we split up. De kids gotta be hea somewhea. Angel, ye take dat alleyway and dunn get jumped. Im'a take dis street," Doodles pointed to the left, "An Bai should take dat alley. Dese are de only places left fer im te be." As we all parted Doodles yelled to me, "Oh, an Angel. If anythin happends come an get ona us."