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“I never had one.” She whispers.

“Had what?” I said,walking through the rows of pine trees all lined up.

“A giáng sinh Tree.” Y/N mutters.

I turn around, mouth open. “Really?”

She nods her head. “Daddy was so drunk he didn’t even know it was Christmas… And mom didn’t have the money anyways.” She says casually, fingering one of the branches of a tree.

“Well that’s going to change. We’ll get one every year, I promise.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“My dad đã đưa ý kiến that.” She đã đưa ý kiến quietly. “So really really?”

“Really really.” I smile, pulling her into a hug.

“Can...

Prologue: bạn are a 16 years old greaser living in Tulsa, staying with your cousin two-bit whom bạn called mouse. bạn were dating sodapop curtis and good Những người bạn with the gangs. Johnny and dally are still alive and sandy is long gone. Imagine: bạn had been walking around the streets, when out of nowhere the rain began ,pouring like a sinners sweat in church. bạn were blocks away from bạn trang chủ but only down the đường phố, street from your Boyfs Sodapop's. As bạn approached the gate bạn could hear laughin from inside, the whole gang was there. bạn jogged up the steps and through the door. The entire gang...