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This chapter took forever to start writing, I don't know why.

This is the Epilogue.

Darry's POV

Today we had to go to court for custody. Dad's trial was last week, but I wouldn't let my brothers go to it, but I found out that he got sentenced to life in prison.

All three of us dressed up in our best suits and so did most of the gang accept Dal. He looked mad about it, but he was in jeans and a nicer shirt.

We all piled into the truck and Two-Bit's car.

I tuned out most of it until I had to go up. The judge asked me about my job, why I wanted custody, etc. He called up Soda, who talked about me taking care of them while mom was still alive. Pony was nervous, so he only answered the questions with one word or the smallest amount of words possible.

"Ponyboy and Sodapop Curris will be placed in the custody of Darrel Curtis. Court dismissed," he announced. I could hear the gang whooping and hollering. Smiles the size of Texas spread across both my brothers face. I wrapped them in a hug.

I have custody.

Last therapy session: (Ponyboy: Bold; Therapist: Bold italics)

"Hi, Ponyboy. How are you?"

"I'm good. I have good news."

"You do?"

"Two-Bit gave me a hug yesterday and I didn't flinch."

"That's so good. You've made a lot of progress in the last year. This is your last session I'm afraid."

"Yeah."

"That's a good thing. When you first got here you didn't trust anyone. Is there anything you want to talk about?"

"I'm kind of scared. What if I go back to how I was?"

"You won't. You have tools to help yourself."

"Yeah. Your right. Thanks."

"Your welcome Ponyboy. Your time is up. Are you ready?"

"Yeah."

Last therapy session: (Darry: Bold; Mrs. Smith: Bold italics)

"Hello Darry."

"Hi Mrs. Smith."

"How are you?"

"Good. You?"

"Good. Are you excited to be done with therapy?"

"Yeah, kind of."

"Is there anything you want to talk about?"

"How do I continue to help my brothers?"

"Always your brothers. If they seem upset or worried, just get them to talk. Listening is key. Do you have someone to talk to?"

"Yeah, I have my brothers to talk to."

"That's good. Your times up."

"Bye, Mrs. Smith."

"Goodbye, Darry."

Last therapy session: (Sodapop: Bold; Mrs. Smith: Bold italics)

"Hi Mrs. Smith."

"Hi Sodapop. Are you excited for today?"

"Yeah. I'm relieved to be done."

"You should be proud, you've come along way."

"Yeah, thanks."

"Is there anything that worries you."

"Sometimes, but I'm okay."

"Do you remember what I told you?"

"Yeah, talk."

"Perfect. Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah."

"I'll miss you a lot. Bye."

"You too. Bye, Mrs. Smith."

Future:

Sodapop: Soda went to 'Nam for six months at age 18, but came back after getting wounded in the shoulder. Him and Steve opened up their own gas station. He married a nurse named Karen and had two boys, David and Harry.

Ponyboy: He went to college and majored in journalism after writing a novel about the abuse that took place. He married Cathy and had just one daughter, Ruth.

Darry: He went to college after Ponyboy with the money Pony made with his book. He majored in business and opened up his own roofing company with Two-Bit as his partner. He married Grace and had four kids, two girls and two boys. They were named Seth, Kelly, Mandy, and Alex.

Two-Bit: He married Kathy and worked with Darry at his business. They had triplets, all girls named Patricia, Heather, and Tammy.

Steve: He went to 'Nam for two years and was a prisoner of war for 6 months. After being addicted to heroin for ten years, he straightened out, opening a rehab center for Vets and married Evie. She was sterile so they adopted a baby boy who's name was William.

Johnny: Johnny got married to a girl named Mary and had two sons. They're names were Edward and George.

Dally: Dally never married, but knocked up Sylvia at 18. She ran off and left him with the baby girl. She was as hard as him and her name was Sarah.