I wake up in a cloud of white. It's bright. Almost too bright. I get up. I wonder where I am when I see a figure walking toward me. I feel like I know that kid. He
looks like a Greaser. Then I realize… its Johnny.
Tears start to form in my eyes. He's smiling. Is this a dream? I don't think so. He walks up to me and says "see Dal, this is what you get for bein' a hero." We
both cry and embrace in a firm hug. "We've been so strong Johnny…" I said as I wept into his faded jean jacket. "Yeah… too strong for too long…" sobbed
Johnny. After a long episode of reminiscing and crying, we strolled off into the bright sunlight… waiting for the next one to come.