My kid brother, a hero!

We just got home from the hospital.
Ponyboy's saved a church full of kids, Ponyboy! I'm just bursting with pride right now. My kid brother, not even 14 years old, rushed into a burning building to save a bunch of kids he doesn't even know.
The doc says he'll be alright, just a couple of burns and bruises here and there but I'm real worried about Johnnycakes. We can't even go visit him he's so bad, ICU and everything.
Doc says he may not make it.
Ponyboy's gotten so many flowers, cards and even chocolates from the kid's parents.
And the newspaper the articles they're writing!
"Juvenile Delinquents Turned Heroes"
Heck, my brother's been a hero all along!

I haven't talked to Sandy since she picked up and moved. Gosh, I miss her. Her parents won't give me the address. I keep giving them letters to forward to her, but I bet they're just throwin' them in the fire or something.
Once I work up enough cash at the gas station, I'm going to Florida to find her.
Mom and Dad always did like Sandy most out of all the gals I brought home.

Darry is acting more like himself now that Ponyboy is all well and good. He so relieved he even forgot to be mad about the whole running away after witnessing a murder thing. Well, not a murder, a manslaughter.

I can't wait till Ponyboy can come home.