Darry's POV
Woah, what just happened? I come home from work to find a letter that says my dad is alive. Is this real, or some kind of sick joke? Then I had to tell my brothers. Now Ponyboy is lying on the floor unconcious. What a day, I thought.
I made Soda go get me a cold washcloth. I was trying to get Pony to wake up. ''Come on Pone, I coaxed, ''get up please, you're okay.'' I was shaking him by the shoulders gently. Soda came back and was putting the washcloth on his head. ''Come on baby'' Soda urged, ''please wake up.'' As soon as Soda said that, Pony started groaning and opened his eyes.
Pony's POV
''...please wake up'' was the first thing I heard. I opened up my eyes and groaned. Damn, I thought while touching my head. It was pounding really hard. I tried to sit up, but i felt dizzy. I wanted to ask what happened but my throat was too dry. ''Easy Pony'' said Darry as he laid me back down on the floor. Soda was stroking my hair. I laid there for a couple of minutes before I found my voice. ''What happened?'' I asked. ''You fainted'' Soda started. ''And you hit your head on the way down.'' Well that explains my headache. Then I remembered what happened. Darry said that dad was alive.. I couldn't believe it! Was this some sick joke, or was it for real? I didn't know what to feel, so I just burst out crying, I don't know why. I'm such a bawl baby. I'm 15 and here I am crying in front of my brothers! They didn't care though, Soda came and embraced me and started to comfort me. Darry rubbed my back in circles, the way dad used to do when I was upset. I cried myself out and was exhausted. The day caught up with me and the next thing I knew, I fell asleep.
Darry's POV
I couldn't hear Pony crying anymore, just a light snoring. The poor kid cried himself to sleep! Soda put him gently back on the floor and sure enough he was sleeping. I picked him up and carried him to his and Soda's room. I took off his shirt and his sneakers and put the covers on him. As I was leaving, I thought ''Poor kid! He had so much happen to him in the last year, and now he hears that our dad might be alive and he doesn't know what to feel!'' I closed the door and went to the kitchen where Soda was sitting.
Soda's POV
Dad? Alive? Where? When? Why? HOW? All these thoughts jumbled through my head. As Darry entered the kitchen, I started to ask him all those questions I was thinking. ''Woah there little buddy,'' Darry said as he sat down ''ask me one question at a time please.'' Ok. I took in a trembling breath and asked, ''Where does it say dad is?'' That sentence sounded so weird to me. ''It says that he's in New York.'' NEW YORK!? How is that possible!? I was starting to think this was some kind of joke. ''Darry'' I said, ''How in the hell would he be all the way in New York!? I'm pretty sure this is some kind of joke.'' Darry stared at me with his icy eyes. ''But Soda, you know what else it says?'' he started. I shook my head. ''Well, remember how we got our names?'' I nodded. ''Yeah, mom and dad said we could name the newborn.'' See, mom and dad had that same tradition in their family, the next oldest names the newborn. Darry named me Sodapop because he loved drinking Pepsi and because he was drinking Pepsi when I was born. I named Pony, Ponyboy because I loved horses. We never told anyone this. It was just something that was kinda like a family secret. ''Well,'' Darry started, ''in the letter, it talks about our family tradition.'' I didn't know what to think anymore. No one, not even the gang knew about our tradition! This thing had to be the real deal. ''So'' I said as I was going toward my room, ''are we going to go to New York to find out?''
''I've been thinkin' about it, and if this is the real deal, we could have our dad back. Why don't we go tomorrow or Saturday morning? Steve and Two-Bit (if he's not sick) can come with us.''
''Alright'' I nodded as I went into mine and Pony's room. We could have our dad back, I thought to myself as I started drifting off to sleep.