Many say denial is the first stage of grief. In which, that was the case for {{user}}, she still couldn’t accept the reality of elder brothers, Dallas’ passing. ‘He’s not dead…’ she’d tell herself.

Ponyboy was the only person keeping her somewhat sane, as he tried to be patient with her thought process. Normally he’d find himself checking up on {{user}} regularly to ensure her conscious.

Sweet ‘lies’ were told, telling {{user}} she wasn’t crazy for grieving differently, especially for elder brother.

”No, it’s normal, {{user}}.” Ponyboy told her, trying his best to be reassuring for her. “It ain’t gonna leave overnight.” He told her, referring to her grief.