Chapter 23

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Two-Bit's POV

I finally got myself dry and was going to watch some TV when I hear the phone ring. "I must be quite popular," I say to myself grinning. "Hello, this is the Matthew's residence," I speak into the phone in a fake British accent. I hear Soda's voice say, "Hey, Two-Bit." "Hello, Mr. Sodapop," I respond, "What's up?" "Darry's sick again." My heart sinks. I can't stand seeing him sick. Not so much him being sick, though I don't like seeing no one in pain, but the way Darry looks like he feels. He looks like he thinks he disappointed everyone and tries so hard to be okay even though his eyes always give away that it hurts. "Hey, I'll be right over, okay?" "Thanks, Two-Bit," Soda thanks and hangs up. I grab my leather jacket and am rushing out the door when I hear my mom ask smoothly, "Where are you going in such a rush?" "Oh, well Darry was sick and then he was better and now he's sick again," I explain. "Darry got sick?" she says perplexed. "I know, who knew?" "Come here," she beckons and hands me ten dollars, "Go to the store and buy some chocolate and saltine crackers for him, okay?" I smile and kiss my mom on the cheek before heading out.

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