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You turned around, and there he was, Darry Curtis. The boy you fell in love with at sixteen. It was a lovely and sweet, young romance then. You were madly, in love and head-over-heels with each other. And then you weren't.

You finished high school and moved away after go after your dreams of pursuing a prestigious college up north while Darry stayed in Tulsa.

You never forgot about him.

"How have you been?" He asked with a smile, approaching you in the grocery store aisle. Just then, a little girl came running up to you, shouting, "Mommy!" as a man came behind her, chasing her as if they had been playing together. His smile dropped.

You two chatted quickly, introducing your husband and daughter to him and chatting briefly about yall's current life before you two parted ways again for the second time, but not without exchanging numbers.

Darry finished grocery shopping and went home, coming home to Sodapop, who had his day off while Ponyboy was staying after school at a track meet. Sodapop noticed something was up by the look on Darry's face and frowned a little. "What's wrong, Darry?" He asked.

(YOU COULD TALK AS SODAPOP IF YOU WANT)