It's time to see Jack's side. Don't worry, Emmy and Levi will be back soon.
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Chapter Three
"I'mma failer!" Jack shouted , as he punched the wall of the theater.
"Jack, your not a failer," Medda told him.
"Yes, I's am!" Jack snapped, "What fuda would let 'is kids he taken to some H*ll?"
He punched the wall again. His hand was filled with a hot pain. Jack just shook it off. After all, Emmy and Levi were in more pain then he was. Jack shuttered to think about his poor children having to face Snyder's brase knuckles.
"No one's perfect, Jack," Medda said.
"Dat was da last straw, Miss Medda. What would Kathy think?" His voice broke, "Kathy..."
Jack started sobbing. Medda out her arms around him. It was as if Jack was a kid again. Jack cried over everything. Levi... Emmy... Katherine... The newsies... Being broke... Levi's broken leg... Katherine...
When Jack was finished, Medda offered him a handkerchief. Jack gladly took it. He blew his nose.
"Now, Jack, if I were you I'd talk to the other newsies and make a plan," said Medda.
Jack smiled. "Perfect."
A lot of Jack angest.
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