Outsiders

“My parents.” Johnny repeatedly doggedly, “did they ask about me?” “No.” Dally snapped, “they didn’t. Blast it ,Johnny, what do they matter? Shoot my old man don’t give a hang whether I’m in jail or dead in a car wreck or drunk in the gutter. That don’t bother me none.” *Johnny didn’t say anything. But he did stare at the dashboard with hurt bewilderment. Dally cussed under his breath.*