"As soon as we left we heard screaming, and the lights went out!" said Johnny pointing back at the house…
We all kelt down on our knees and prayed, "Dear Jesus, please let Dallas be fine- We know he's not the best of people- but he's our friend, and he's only seventeen," said Johnny. "We thank you for all the things you've done for him," continued Sodapop. "And if his time that you want him-" I said. "Then let it be," finished Two-Bit. We stood up and cautiously wandered towards the house…
*…THE NEXT WEEK…*
"Today we are gathered to say are final good-byes to Dallas Winston," said the preacher.
Most everyone was crying, and bawling like crazy. We just stood there and said good-bye to Dallas. We sure will miss him… He shouldn't have done such a stupid thing… Bloody Mary…
When everyone was gone we put a Cross next to his grave, "R.I.P. Dallas Winston. God loves you. ~Sodapop, Johnnycake, Ponyboy, Two-Bit, Darry.
