The next day I woke up. I couldn't get my mind off of what was going to happen soon. I felt so nervous! I had to get to the Bronx when the rest of the newsies went, some how! I got ready and left for the papers. I bought fifty papers and sold all of the quickly. I started walking back to the boarding house when I caught up with Racetrack.
"Race can I ask you a favor?" I asked.
"Anything."
"Could you sneak me into the Bronx when the others go? Please." I asked hopefully.
Race took a deep breath. I knew that I was asking a lot. Please say yes! I thought.
"I don't know..." He mumbled.
"I know that it's a lot, but please!"
He thought it over for a minute.
"Alright, I will."
"Thank you!" I said.
He smiled. "How could I say no to you?"
"You're the best!" I shouted.
I was so excited! Well I was glad that I was going to make sure that nobody got to hurt.
"So what are you doing later?" I asked.
"Just going out with a friends." He answered.
"Who is it?"
"This factory boy I meet the other day. His name is Runner."
"Sounds like lots of fun. Where are you going?"
"Out for some drinks gambling. That thing."
"Good for you."
I was glad that Race was having fun and moving on. He was hurt but being strong and I was proud.I decided to go and see Spot in brooklyn. I walked to Brooklyn. I was so happy with where I was! I was in love, everything was right. I walked over the bridge and than to the docks. I didn't see Spot. I walked farther down the docks until I saw him.
"Spot!" I called.
He turned and noticed me. A smiled spread across his lips. He walked up to me and put his arms around me.
"Hi Faith." He kissed me softly.
"Hi Spot. Hows it going?"
"Fine, I'm so happy this this problem is going to go away." He said.
I realized how relieved he looked. I put on his cap.
"We can be together everyday with nothing to worry about!" I said.
He brushed my cheek.
"So beautiful." He whispered.
I kissed him, than buried my face in his shirt. Everything felt right. He held me like that for a while.
"I love you so much." I said.
"Love you too. Come walk with me."
He walked me around Brooklyn. I was glad he was happy. You could see how happy he was. He just seemed so lose. I knew that the whole Steel thing was bothering him. He took my hand weaving his fingers through mine.
"How are you doing?" He asked.
"Oh fine."
He kissed me cheek and squeezed my hand. I looked into his eyes. they were warm and blue. He stopped and put his arms around me.
"I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too."
He held me close and tight. The sun was starting to go down. It was such a beautiful sunset. It was like the world when away... I buried my face in his shirt and closed my eyes.
"Soon we'll have nothing to worry about." Spot said. "It will be like this everyday."
"I can't wait."
Spot walked me to the boarding house in Brooklyn. He took me into his room. I sat down on Spots bed.
"How did things go with Race?" Spot asked.
"Good, really good! He took it well."
"Good."
"He's moving on. He went out for some drinks tonight." I said.
Suddenly he looked stiff.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Nothing it's just... Steels been planting his spies all over the place. If anybody runs into them any runs there mouth they'll go back and tell Steel." He said.
"Don't worry. Racetrack isn't that much of a drinker."
He nodded and smiled. Then he sat down next to me. I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"Your so beautiful." He said as he took my hand.
"Your so handsome."
I left in about an hour so that I wouldn't piss off Jack. Jack was standing outside.
"Hey Jacky-boy." Spot called.
"Hey Spot. Hey Faith."
"I was just walking Faith home." Spot said. "I'll see you around."
Spot kissed me goodbye. Jack walked me inside and upstairs. Inside I saw Race passed out on his bunk.
"He was drunk, wasn't he?" I laughed.
"What do you think?" Jack said. "He came staggering home."
I laughed. The whole idea of Race drunk was hilarious!
"I wish I could have seen it!" I said.
It was getting late. I fell asleep on my bunk. The next day I woke up.
"Hey Race how was last night?" I asked.
"Not so loud!" He mumbled.
I laughed.
"I'm staying in today, I have a headache." He told me. "Why does everybody have to scream?"
"Is it bad? Do you want me to stay in with you?"
"No thats ok. You've got papers to sell."
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Do you really want to?"
"If you feel that sick than yes. Maybe next time you should think of how you'll feel the next day before you drink so much."
He smiled.
"You go out. I'll be fine." Race said.
"Alright Race. I'll be back soon."
I got changed and brushed my hair and washed my face. Next I went out to sell the papers. I got fifty and went to my usual spot.
"Man killed in Queens!" I shouted the fake headline.
The fake headline helped me sell all of my newspapers. I walked back to the boarding house.
"Well that was fast." Race said when I came upstairs.
I laughed. "Made up a good headline."
He smiled at me. I sat down next to him.
"The big day is coming." Race said.
I knew that he was talking about. It was about ending it all.
"I know..." I mumbled.
"Are you sure you want me to sneak you in? You know that you could get hurt."
"Yeah," I said "I'm sure."
