" Pony, M-Mom a-and Dad's car broke down on train tracks… They didn't make it…" Soda exclaimed.
" N- No! You're lying! It's just a joke!" I cried backing up and shaking my head.
" Where's Sophie?" I asked hysterically. Darry then pulled out the gurgling baby from her carseat. I took the Sophie and held her close to me, against my heart.
" Let's go home," Darry said as he signed both Soda and I out from school. This was not what I had my day expected to be. I mean, mom and dad were alive not even an hour ago! And, nd' now they're both… dead…
The car ride was silent except from the occasional squeals from Sophie. I was looking out the window, playing pictures of Mom and Dad through my mind and Soda... Soda was doin the same thing, I suppose. A car door struck me outta my thoughts, realizing it was not a train but Darry, my brother. I silently got out along with Sodapop while Darry unbuckled the baby out. I sauntered inside and sat down on the couch. It seemed almost as if they were just here. Which, Is kinda the case since they were here about an hour ago. Still alive…The smell of coffee sank through the air, Dad's newspaper on the coffee table…
The house looks deserted… as if I never noticed anything, for the first time, I let my eyes explore my surroundings. The room seemed dark from the spurring storm that was coming. A snow storm. The shades were open, as Mama always liked them open. Like I said before, Dad's newspaper was neatly rolled up on the coffee table. Little toys were sprawled up on the floor. Toys like a rattle, a Minnie toy that's ears made a crinkle noise and her clothes were silver so you could see your self. A blanket… I could almost feel Mom and Dad's presence. However, that was impossible cause they're dead.
A silently got up from the couch and went into my room where I closed my eyes. Through my eyelids, I was plagued by nightmares. Nightmares in which I have never had; not all of them were nightmares… some were dreams.
Flashback
" Daddy! Why is there no fishies?" 3 year old Ponyboy asked his dad. This was Pony's first time fishing. Darrel smiled down at his son and sat him down in his lap.
" Son, the fishes are there but the secret to fishing is patience," Darrel exclaimed. Ponyboy cocked his head to the side with his eyebrows furrowed.
" Paytencee?" Pony asked with his squeaky voice, making his father chuckle and shake his head.
" Patience Honey. Here, hold the pole a little loose so when a fish bites, you can feel it. Just concentrate…"
" Kay…. DADDY! I feel da pull! I GOTS A FISHY!" Pony squealed.
" Okay Pone. Now, pull your pole back softly and real in slowly. Keep doing it and once the fish is up close, real in faster and I'll get it, okay?" Darrel asked the toddler. Pony was very observant at the mere age of 3 and did as he was told (most of the time). Ponyboy concentrated like his father told him and did as he was told. He tugged the pole back softly and reeled in slowly.
So concentrated that his little tongue stuck out of his mouth… what a Kodak moment.
" There you go son, now you have it, I'll pull it up for you," pony nodded. His mouth slipped into a grin from ear to ear.
" Daddy, I- I did dat?" he asked pointing to the little fish.
" Yes Pony, you got your very first fish! You're a very big boy now, did you know that?" Darrel asked the youngest Curtis (at the time) member.
Pony shook his head, " I a big boy?" Ponyboy asked to his dad. Darrel senior nodded and gave his son a kiss on the head.
" Yes kiddo, a big boy. Now lets go home and you can tell Pepsi- Cola and Darry, sound good?"
When they got home, Ponyboy ran into the house with a huge smile. He ran straight to a 5, almost 6 year old Sodapop and a 9 year old Darry.
" Darry! Soda! I caught a FISHY!" Pony yelled throwing his arms in the air. Darry and Soda ran to him and caught him a hug. Darry looked down at his brother and grinned.
" Your tuff now, know that?"
End Flashback
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