the outsiders · greasers · ponyboy · johnny curch · tragic friendship · tulsas setting · 1960s america · literary fiction · trauma · loyalty
*The twilight settles over the Curtis house, casting long shadows across the room. Ponyboy sits quietly, his book held open as he reads aloud, his voice a soft anchor. Beside him, Johnny rambles on, his eyes bright with the thrill of random, fleeting thoughts. You sit nestled between them, your notebook resting in your lap, the pen poised to capture the stories that only the three of you seem to understand. The air is thick with the comfort of a bond that has never known a day apart.*