Meg P.O.V.
It's been a year since I've been leader of Brooklyn. Some of my boys were able to get better jobs and promise to visit sometime. All of them did. I'm still engaged with Race, and I'm turning 17 in April. Race is also. We're still going strong, taking risks and chances that we never believed we could. Now we are walking across the Brooklyn Bridge hand in hand, and staring out over the water long ways below us.
"Race," He looks at me, "Yeah Meg?"
"Thank youse for always bein there for mese. Especially during da worst of times." He smiles, "Meg, wese been best friends since youse was brought ta 'hattan. Nothin can tear us a part." I kiss him on the cheek. "Let's head back ta da docks."
Once we get to the middle of the docks, I notice something. I let go of Race's hand and walk over to it. I trace my hand over the lettering. "This is..." I look up at him and wave him over. He kneels down next to me, "What is it?" I point to the lettering engraved into the middle of the dock. He chuckles, "That's when-"
"Yep. When we were at war wit LI."
Ace walks over. "Heya lovebirds," I look up at him and roll my eyes. "Whatcha lookin at?" He asks. I signal him to sit down. "It's from a year ago. Ise can't tell what it says though. Not good handwriting. Ace, can youse get Muddy to send Davey over hea?" He nods and I watch him tell Muddy what to do, and see him run off the docks in the direction of Manhattan.
Twenty minutes later David walks onto the docks and helps Les down, who complains to David about his protectiveness, Jack not far behind. I thank Muddy and tell them all to sit down next to me. "Heya Davey, sorry ta interrupt youse." He shrugs, "Whatsa matta?"
I point to the lettering, "Ise dunno what it says. Is it in some otha language?" I ask him. He laughs, "Nah, its script." "Script?" I look at him in confusion. "Yeah script. It's a form of writing that we used to learn in school." He says. "So ya know how ta read it?" He nods.
"It says, Over a pier, the first beacon inflamed- The vanguard of other sea-rangers;
The marinar cried and bared his head;
He sailed with death beside and ahead
In seas, packed with furious dangers. It's signed by Dunn himself. Whoever wrote it here went to school and had to be taught up to the sixth year of primary school."
My eyes widen, "Mitch mentioned something about Dunn going to school when they were younger! I betcha Dunn wrote this! We need Mitch to come here and encode it!"
One of Muddy's messengers is sent to get Mitch. An hour later Mitch walks onto the docks. "A party? Without mese?" "Well ya hea now! Do youse know what dis means?" Race asks him. "Yeah, mese mum used ta sing it ta us when Dunn and mese was youngens. It means somethin' bout wanting victory and it's other verses talks about a town. So it can mean that this line is about Brooklyn. And how he wanted it." I see it in a new perspective. "It seems more clear now, thanks Mitch. I understand. Guys, Dunn wanted a land like Brooklyn that was deadly and destructive. Cause wese is unstoppable. He wanted it as
his own. He wanted ALL of the burrows and towns as his own. But luckily, he didn't get it."
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Not Want, But Need (A Racetrack Higgins Love Story) COMPLETED
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