PROLOGUE

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July 1, 1965 - 1:25 AM

Ponyboy's POV

I lay in bed, comfortable in Sodapop's embrace, and watch his chest fall up and down as he sleeps. I want to drift off along with him, yet I find myself unable to silence my persistent thoughts.

You know when you're little and your parents tell you that you have to love your siblings? Well, my parents never had to tell me that; loving my brothers came naturally to me. I never had to learn to love them or question if I love them, I just know. I know that they are my brothers, and I love them a lot.

Other people will be just as warmhearted as my brothers, but I don't know how to truly love them. Like Steve, Two-Bit, Dally, and even my best friend, Johnny. They've always stuck around, but I'm not sure if I can love them the same way that I do with Darry and Soda. I've never been able to love anyone else besides them and my parents.

Sometimes I wonder what love truly is. Maybe it's only what we call the connection between two people. Even so, is it really love if it's a forced connection, such as your siblings? Is love as romantic and exciting as some claim? Does it dance around with a lot of energy, or does it silently exist? Do you love someone from the beginning, or does it develop over time?

Is love anything at all?

I hope to find out someday; someday soon. I want to know what love is. I want to know what love feels like. I want to know...

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