j.c. ~ former Winston

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Tulsa, Oklahoma. Park ~ Dingo.
Friday, 1965.
11:34 a.m.

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"You heard him, he said stop." I said. "And what are you gonna do?" The Soc said. "Oh, I don't know. How about--" I then kicked my knee on his crotch as he groans. I walk up to the kid who the prep kid and his friends beat up.

I help him up, fix his hair and clothes.

"You alright kid?" I asked. "Yeah I'm good." He replied. "Don't ask me what I'm gonna do." I said to the Soc. He flips me off and walks away with his friends.

"I've never seen you before." He asked. "Oh I'm just visiting. I used to live here too with my brother." I said. "So, where are ya headed?" "Oh just the Dingo, felt hungry." He said. "Well, I'll come with you. I'm hungry too. And, my treat." I said. "What? Nah, you don't have to." "Well I want to, you seem like a nice kid. Let's go." I said.

We got the food and sat together.

"What's your name?" I asked. "Johnny Cade. Yours?" "Y/n Williams, formerly Winston." After I said that, his eyes widened. "Ar- are you related to Dallas Winston?" He asked. "Yeah, he's my kid brother. You know him?" I said. "Yeah he's a close friend of mine, we're like brothers. He told us he's an only child." "Really? He likes to do that, we're half siblings. Same dad. My mom left my dad and me, and his mom passed away. I liked his mom." I said.

"You came here to visit him?" He asked. "Of course, it's been years since we last saw each other. Where do you think he'll be?" I asked. "We're hanging out with some of our friends tonight, I can take you there, I'm going after this." "That'll be nice."

"I'm surprised Dallas is friends with a guy like you. Most of his friends in New York are hoods like him." I said. "I'm surprised too. He's not friends with anyone else but me and the boys. And usually he has fights with guys like him." He said. "Of course, always fighting. He used to get beat up in an alley, back in New York. I'll be the one to help him fight the guys off."

"Wow, born tough huh?" "I guess you could say that. I punched a kid in preschool. He had a bloody nose after. Ever since then, mess with me and people who are nice to me, you'll get messed up back. But sometimes I'm really lazy to help people, so I just let it. Maybe if it starts to look intense, then I'll jump in." I said as we laugh.

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