Brooklyn's Queen: A Spot Conlon Love Story

Chapter 21: The World Will Feel The Fire and Finally Know

"Who's t'ere?" Spot asked.

"Jus me." I said. Spot knew my voice.

I heard him get up off his bed and open the door. 

"Come in me love." He said.

I walked in and gave him a quick kiss as I stepped inside. 

"Sorry, the boys have been botherin' meh, so I wasn't in a good mood," He told me. "But now's I am."

I smiled at his compliment.

"What's you got there?" He asked.

"Oh," I remembered what I came here for. "Well, this may come at a surprise to ya, but Jack's back. He's not a scabber anymore, and we's startin' up the strike again."

Spot looked at me, like I was joking.

"I's not kiddin'. We's now need all workers who are kids to join. If we's get every one, we's will definitely win! We's made this pape last night to hand out. All the boys are everywhere handin' these out to kids."

I handed him a piece of paper. He took a minute to read it.

"And we's need Brooklyn's help. You's know if you's come, everyone else will." I looked at him.

Spot sighed and sat down on his bed. He rubbed the back on his head with his hand. "Finn..."

"Please Spot, tis time, we got 'em!" I said. I sat down next to him and held his hand.

"Finley, it's jus, my boys have been betrayed pretty badly by Jack, and now, ova night, they expect to forgive him?" He said. "I's sorry, but I don't know if we can do tis."

He handed back the piece of paper to me.

"Trust me, I's would if I's could, but it's tough." Spot acted like he wasn't coming.

"Awright, I understand." I told him. I got up and headed for the door. "Jus in case you's change your mind."

I placed one of the papes on his dresser. He looked at me, I just walked out. Well, I still had all these papers to hand out. So, every Brooklyn newsie I passed, I handed them a pape. A few of them actually read them, but a few just threw it aside. 

"Finn, what's tis?" Crane asked, taking a paper from me. He was one of Spot's good friends, and they were both good at selling papes. I met him once and he knew my secret.

"Jack's back, we's startin' up the strike again." I told him. "We's need everyone. Please, try and convince Spot." 

I started to walk away and I saw Crane reading the paper. I still had about half of my pile left. Any working kid I saw in the streets, I shoved a paper in their hands. I had to walk inside some shops at a point. I had to make sure the manager didn't see me, so I would sneak around them. These were the shops were they treated their workers badly. 

I finished and ran back to the main square, in front of Pulitzer's office. Everyone was done and waiting there, I guess I took the longest. 

"So, whens the othas coming, Kid?" Mush asked. Kid just shook his head.

"They ain't comin'." Jack said.

Then, Les went to the front of the crowd of us Manhattan newsies, and started singing.

"WHEN THE CIRCULATION BELL STARTS RINGING, WILL WE HEAR IT?"

"Nah." Race said, slapping Les on the shoulder. He then began to sing.

"WHAT IF THE DELANCEYS COME OUT SWINGING, WILL WE HEAR IT?"

"No!" Les said, excitedly.

We all then started to come around the two boys.