As me and Soda got into the car, I asked him how are we gonna pay for this.
"We're doing payments. Don't worry about it." He said as starting up the car.
"You, Darry and Pony are barely making it. You guys are living from paycheck to paycheck. Please let me help. Let me do 25 out of the 50. Please Soda." I begged. There was a silence in the car for a couple of minutes. Soda's mouth open but no words came out so he closed it. It open once again and words did come out of his mouth. "Tomorrow, be at the DX at 8am. Okay?"
"Yes, yes, yes. You can count on me Soda. Thank you so much." I hugged him. It was a bad idea because the car kind swerves into the other lane. Thank god there weren't any cars. We finally arrived at the house. It turns out Steve called due to the fact he needs Soda to help him out at the station. Soda got changed and left within 5 minutes. I sat on the sofa with two-bit.
"How did it go?" He asked.
"It was ok. Soda did most of the talking. We got a good price for the plots since the guy read about Dally and Johnny." I replied.
"How much?"
"Its $500 for both. The gravestones are for free. We're doing payments."
"Is Johnny's parent's gonna pay for his plot?". That question got me. I didn't think about them.
"I don't think they know about the funeral." I replied.
"C'mon, let's go talk to them."
"I don't think that's a good idea." I replied. At this point, Two-bit grabbed me and put me over his shoulder. He told Pony we're heading out but didn't say where. Talking about Johnny to him or around him is a sensitive subject. I know how he feels.