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Chapter four
Ponyboy Curtis walked down the street, nervously glancing behind his back. A man sped down the street on his bicycle. His intention was to hit the young Ponyboy Curtis and throw him into the traffic, but narrowly missed. Ponyboy looked at the man and realized he was no more than eighteen years old. He has seen that face before. He tried to remember. Nothing came to him. Then he remembered
Ponyboy walked back to the cemetery to visit on last person. He squatted down next to the grave. There was no ivy or leaves on this one. No, this one was tended daily.
Ponyboy closed his eyes and remembered the reckless boy that Johnny had killed. Both were dead. How could it be that the reckless boy sped down on the bicycle then? Ponyboy wasn't sure, but he was certainly going to find out.
He heard a noise in the bushes. He turned to see the reckless boy sat there with a gun in his hand. Ponyboy took off running. He heard gunshots trailing behind him and he felt little bits of earth sting his neck. All of a sudden, the sound stopped. He turned around, but no one was there. The boy had disappeared. He knew something wasn't right, but this… strange.
Ponyboy got into his car and went off to visit Keith Mathews. Keith lived in a house in a suburb. He had been sober for many years and had given up on drinking entirely. He lived with his daughter after his wife passed away. Ponyboy was sure the murderer who killed Mrs. Mathews was after Keith.
Ponyboy stood at the doorstep and rang the doorbell to Keith Mathew's home. A pretty twelve-year-old girl opened the door.
" Is your father home?" Ponyboy asked.
" Yes," she responded and called for her father. A man came to the door behind his daughter.
" I haven't seen you in years," the man said.
" Me neither. We need to talk," Ponyboy sighed.
" Come in then." Ponyboy walked passed Keith into the house and looked around. He had only been there once before.
" This way." Keith led him into the living room and offered him a seat on the couch.
" Honey, why don't you take the dog on a walk?" Keith suggested to his daughter when he realized Ponyboy wanted to talk alone. " What do you want to talk about?"
Ponyboy took sever moments to explain the reckless boy he saw and the situation. When he was done, Keith was thinking hard.
" What do you think happened?" Ponyboy asked.
" I…I am not sure," He responded.
" I need your help," Ponyboy said.
" But you know I can't leave my daughter," he reasoned.
" I know," He said. " But your daughter's life is in danger."
" I know that," he sighed, nearly in tears. " What do you suggest we do?"
" Anything we can."
The two men talked in low whispers for the next several hours discussing what they should do. When Ponyboy left, he left with Keith and his daughter. They had a plan and they were planning on carrying it out…. even if it meant death to both the men
Sorry it's so short. This is a really hard style to write in. I would like to do a poll. What do you like better: Nips or its? Review and put your answers in it. Thank you
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