| Spot got up to moisten Birdie's cloth, and walked to the other end of the room. As he was wringing it out, he heard Birdie whisper, "Spot?" He dropped the cloth and ran to her side. "Yeh?" "I.....I.." "Boidie...what is it?" "Spot, I'm dyin'." Spot's eyes were filling with tears, "No yeh arent. Youse gettin' bettah every day! It's gonna be okay, Boidie." Birdie laughed but was stopped by a rattling cough. "Oh Spot, yeh know dat I'm dyin." Spot shook his head and put his head on her chest. He held his arms around her, as if he never wanted to let go. Birdie lifted up her hand and stroked his hair. She kissed his head. "I love you Spot." Spot heard her heartbeat slowing. He looked into her eyes. They were closed. His face grew to show pure horror and shock. "Boidie? Boidie! Yeh can't do dis!" Just then the window flew open, letting in a chill of air. He ran over and closed it against the howling wind. He looked out the window and saw the water rippling into huge waves from the wind. Then, it died down. He walked back over to Birdie and took her hand. "Boidie?" No answer. "Boidie?" Spot touched her face. "BOIDIE!" Spot sobbed and wept as he hugged her limp body. The other newsies ran in to see why he yelled. They watched him in shock as he cried. He hit the ground with his cane, frustrated. He dried off his tears and looked over at the other newsies. They ran out of the room as fast as they could, except for Marbles. He was Birdie's closest friend. He walked over to her and touched her hair. He kissed her cheek and left the room. Spot buried his face in his arms and fell asleep. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A year had passed since Birdie's death. Spot was better, but everytime he thought of her he felt an aching feeling in his heart. One morning, Les Jacobs was with the manhattan boys. Spot was visitng and they were all talking. Les then wondered aloud, "I wonder what it's like to be touched by an angel?" Everyone was surprised to hear Spot's voice say, "Yeh have no idea how great it feels, and how terrible at da same time." Les replied, "Why? Have YOU ever been touched by an angel?" Spot smiled and looked into the sky. "Oh...sometin' like dat." The End |