“Soda, ok, আপনি can come in now.” Ponyboy grinned. I was standing পরবর্তি to him, and he was পরবর্তি to Mickey Mouse.
With the money that I would have gone to college with, and with what Ponyboy had saved, we had bought Soda his horse.
Soda came in, in his plaid শার্ট and jeans. His jaw dropped. Then he smile brighter than the sun.
He walked over to horse.
“Hey buddy,” he says, smiling, petting his nose.
“It took forever to get him to listen,” Ponyboy said.
“Yeah, I got myself and ornery pony.” Soda grins.
“You happy?” আপনি ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.