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"Casey? What are you doing here?" Ponyboy asked, Casey was Sodapop's twin and had left home about six months ago to pursue a rodeo career. She was Johnny's best friend, and closer to him than anyone ever was. Ponyboy was so shocked to see her, and then he noticed that everyone around him was crying, especially Sodapop.

"What happened?" he asked, getting confused.

"Ponyboy…when Mom and Dad went to the country today….now I don't know everything but they got hit by a train." Darry said. Sodapop cried out and buried his face into Casey's arms,

"Shhhh….Sodapop. It's OK buddy."

Ponyboy felt as thought a train had hit HIM. He stood there, feet nailed to the ground, thinking of what to do. Then he figured out something. Run.

He raced outside and ran to Dallas and Cade's house, knocking on the door. Cade answered,

"Hey there Pony…."

"They're dead!" Pony cried, finally breaking down.

"Ponyboy, what's wrong? Pony?" she asked, pulling him inside and towards the couch.

"Mom….Dad….train…."

"Oh Ponyboy." She said, hugging him, trying to calm the frantic Ponyboy, "You're gonna be OK, you're gonna be fine."

After a couple hours, Dallas came home from work, tossing aside his uniform, "Heya there Cade….what's wrong with Pony?" he asked, seeing Pony's tear-stained face. Cade motioned for Dallas to go into the other room and Cade got up, going into the room,

"Pony's parents were in a train wreck."

Dallas went silent, looked at the door, then back at Cade,

"What, you're not serious?"

Cade looked at him, then went back out to see Pony sitting there with Johnny, who must have come in.

"Hey there Johnny. So I guess you heard?"

Johnny looked at her and she understood.

"Johnny…Cas…Casey's home."

Johnny's face lit up a little bit but he just nodded,

"OK."

"Don't you wanna see her?" Pony gasped, starting to sob again.

"No, I'm with you right now. I'll see her later." He said, trying to calm the younger boy.

Eventually they all piled on the couch because it was obvious Pony didn't want to go home. Dallas even joined them in an armchair across the room, not really joining in their mourning, but just being there. And that was all Cade could ask for,

Dallas heard the door knock so he got up and went to answer, and came face-to-face with Soda's tear-stained face,

"Sodapop...oh Ponyboy, you want him don't you?"

"If he wants to come home, Casey might like to see him." he said, managing a slight grin,

"Oh, Casey's back, eh?" he said, laughing.

"Yea, Ponyboy!" he said, seeing him over by the couch.

Ponyboy looked at Sodapop, then back to Dallas and got up, walking towards Soda,

"Let's go." The younger boy's voice cracked with grief.

Johnny and Cade were getting tired, becausethey were getting tired. After about fifteen minutes of fighting over the couch space, they fell asleep on the couch except for Dallas, who was watching his sister sleeping with her head right by Johnny's, his hand on her back. Dallas grinned at the sight, but then his mind wandered to thinking about how Pony and Cade were a lot alike,

both didn't have parents,

both loved to read,

But the biggest similarity Dallas saw was:

They were now both being raised by their brothers.