Yes, I'm back again!
I've changed Amanda's age to sixteen. She was fifteen when the newsies found her.
I don't support Race and his cigar at all.
Warning: References to sexual abuse.
I don't own Newsies.
Chapter Five
in the Night
It was the end of June, the nights were hot so all the newsies threw off the covers.
Except one.
Amanda covered herself with all of her sheets as if it were the middle of Winter. She still wore her shawl. This concerned Race. A lot. But whenever he tried to ask Amanda about she would always change the subject.
Now it was about nine. Race took out his cigar. He usually didn't smoke in front of Amanda but he deserved it. Race out his cigar and leaned back.
"Racetrack, please don't smoke," Amanda said.
Race groaned. "Why Diamond?"
"I don't wanna die from lung cancer," she replied.
But there was something in her eyes that told Race she was lying.
"Light's out!" Jack ordered.
Amanda took the first from Race, unlit it and went to bed. Race started at her, with his mouth side open. How dare she take the pleasure of smoking from him!
"Hey! Racer! Go ta sleep!" Jack exclaimed.
Race climbed up the latter into her next to Kid Blink. The lights went out. Race fell asleep.
It was about midnight when Race some up. The first word that popped into his mind was Diamond. He felt an urge to check on her. So Race stumbled down the latter and found his way, in the dark, to Amanda's bed. Race felt her forehead. It was covered in sweat. Oh, so carefully, Race took the covers off of her.
His eyes went to Amanda's swollen stomach.
The sight reminded Race of when his mother was with child. Wait! But Amanda? Was she? Had she been...?
Amanda's eyes snapped open. She noticed Race looking at her stomach. Amanda burst into tears. I
"There's something I have to tell you, Race."
So what d you think Amanda has to tell Race. It may be obvious but...
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