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Chapter 40 - Epilogue

A/N, this it is guys.
Third Person POV

"What are we doing?" Nineteen year old Race asks, curiously, for the fifth time.

Fourteen year old Tumbler and thirteen year old Les and Lucky groan in unison.

"Chill out, Race!" Lucky exclaims. "Let us guide you somewhere."

"Without your knowledge of where it is," Tumbler adds.

Les and Lucky nod.

Race scoffs, stopping. "It's my birthday guys."

Tumbler and Lucky grab his hands again. "Good for you. Now, come on!"

Race groans as the three teenagers drag him along.

He was finally nineteen and now he was getting dragged around by three fourteen year olds.

"We're thirteen." Les and Lucky state in unison.

Race rolls his eyes. "Yeah, I know."

In Queens

Race started getting more confused as the three teenagers brought him to Queens.

Then, he saw Haste, Carson, Caleb, and Arrow.

Tumbler pushes Race towards them. "Have a good time. He's annoying."

"Oh shut up. I half raised you, Tumbler, and Les, and I did help raise you, Lucky." Race reminds them.

The teenagers roll their eyes, walking away.

"Well," Carson starts, grinning. "You're with us next!"

Race groans. "Why can't I just have peace today?"

"You're a Newsie in New York." Caleb states, grabbing his hand. "You don't get peace." The group laughs.

Race rolls his eyes, letting himself get dragged along again.

"Happy birthday!" Arrow and Haste shout after the siblings.

"Thanks." Race rolls his eyes again.

With Spot
On a rooftop

"Okay," Jack starts. "Race is now with Carson and Caleb, heading to the Bronx."

Spot nods.

Jack looks up at him. "Spot," He was pacing. "Calm down. It's going to be fine. Race would never say no."

"But what if he does?" Spot questions, turning to face Jack, who could see the clear panic in his eyes. "What if it's too early? What if he doesn't like me? What if he doesn't want to get married?"

"He wants to." Albert states. "You forget that at twenty, I'm still a Newsie, never mind Race's bunk mate. He tells me everything."

"He wants to?" Spot questions. Jack could see the hope in his eyes.

Albert nods.

Spot smiles fondly.

"Come on." Jack pats his back. "Let's go set up."

Spot nods.

"I have to go meet JoJo and Smokes in Brooklyn." Albert states.

Spot and Jack nod.

Walking to the Bronx
With Race

"Can someone please fill me in on this instead of leaving me in the dark?" Race questions, his wrists starting to hurt a bit at the fact that everyone was dragging him to different places.