While Johnny was gone to get some food and supplies with the twenty Dallas have them, Pony was lying on one of the dusty pews. He was thinking and trying to remember some poems and books he red before the whole Bob situation happened.

He hummed a comforting melody as he waited Johnny, it had been at least thirty minutes now. Ponyboy walked around the old church, getting a better understanding of how the church was built. As he looked he gently sung a melody.

“Johnny, no body sees what I see.. Nobody knows I’m waiting, waiting for you to calll.”