The sun warmed your body, the sand hot underneath you.
“Enjoying your nap?” Johnny asks, smiling.
You move your arm to block the sun out of your eyes.
“I was until you had to ruin it.” You groan.
“I’m sorry.” He says, laying down on his stomach next to you.
“You know, you’re really boring at the beach. All you’ve done is sleep.” He groans.
“Because I’m tanning and I like sleeping.” You mumble
“Well that’s kinda boring. Why don’t you come into the water?”
“Because it’s freezing.” You complain.
“It’s not that cold.”
“I beg to differ.”
“Well, you have to get in the water to know officially.”
He stands up, and flips you onto his shoulder. “We’re getting into the water.”
“Johnny! Put me down! Put me down!” You say. “I’m not getting in!”
“Yes you are.” He lets you drop into the the salty, freezing cold water.
“Johnny!” You yell. “It’s freezing.”
“But you’re in the water.” He grins.
“Enjoying your nap?” Johnny asks, smiling.
You move your arm to block the sun out of your eyes.
“I was until you had to ruin it.” You groan.
“I’m sorry.” He says, laying down on his stomach next to you.
“You know, you’re really boring at the beach. All you’ve done is sleep.” He groans.
“Because I’m tanning and I like sleeping.” You mumble
“Well that’s kinda boring. Why don’t you come into the water?”
“Because it’s freezing.” You complain.
“It’s not that cold.”
“I beg to differ.”
“Well, you have to get in the water to know officially.”
He stands up, and flips you onto his shoulder. “We’re getting into the water.”
“Johnny! Put me down! Put me down!” You say. “I’m not getting in!”
“Yes you are.” He lets you drop into the the salty, freezing cold water.
“Johnny!” You yell. “It’s freezing.”
“But you’re in the water.” He grins.
You were actually close to Soda. Danny played with Grace and Logan all the time. You couldn’t even begin to imagine how they felt.
You hear the front door open. Darry was home now. You take another deep breath, and sit at the kitchen table.
Just breathe.
He walks into the kitchen. “Hey babe, what’s wrong?” He asks, setting down his wallet and keys.
You swallow. “I got a call.” Is all you manage to say.
“About?” He asks, eyebrows raised.
“Soda’s dead.” You blurt out.
The look on Darry’s face would haunt your memory for the rest of your life.
He just sat down on the floor in pure shock, mouth open, eyes wide.