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Post by Joe on Oct 11, 2008 1:30:18 GMT -5
Joe rubbed his head and grinned contritely but didnt apologize. "Been bettah den most newsies. Worked as a scabah foah a month. Nevah again." he shuddered and really wanted a bath. "Dere moah close mouthed den evah, its hardah den it once was. must be loosin me touch." Joe just shook his head. "Didnt mean ta leave ya wit no word but it was kinda get in or nevah git in. understand?" Joe honestly felt bad and didnt like it. He didnt like not being there for Palmer. Ok he had a soft spot. one. Get over it. Taking out another cigarette he lit it and inhaled hard. Just thinking about the month made him want to drink again.
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Post by Smalls on Oct 11, 2008 13:22:25 GMT -5
"Been bettah den most newsies. Worked as a scabah foah a month. Nevah again"
Smalls scowled slightly his words. To be fair, the strike wasn't official, so Joe being a scabber wasn't a huge deal, a lot of kids were still trying to sell. Smalls herself hasn't bought a paper since the price hike, she'd strike herself if she had to.
Didnt mean ta leave ya wit no word but it was kinda get in or nevah git in. understand?
She shrugged in response, really not bothered by his sudden disappearance. It wasn't that she didn't care, it was just something she was used to. It seemed like kids in Brooklyn vanished for extended periods of time quite often, but always came back. "Ah don' worry about it Joe, ya gotta do what ya gotta do, I get it."
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Post by Joe on Oct 12, 2008 14:39:27 GMT -5
Joe saw Palmer scowl, shrugging his arm over her shoulder he pulled her to him. "I'm not goin anywhere kid, even as a scabber, it was one of my jobs. Figured Spot would like any news dat we could get."
Joe didnt explain himself to anyone but palmer had always been an exception. Even when she pushed him off a fire escape when they first met. He still had the scar on his side, where his rib broke through to prove it. Rubbing his side Joe just shook his head.
Ah don' worry about it Joe, ya gotta do what ya gotta do, I get it
"Sometimes i worry ya get it too well." He muttered under his breath or ya dont get it at all.rubbing his face he sigh. "Me body's tired but me head is spinnin." Joe groaned as he sat there in silence.
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