A Conversation
Title: A Conversation
Fandom: The Outsiders
Characters: Evie, Sandy, mentions of others
Prompt: Table 2//57. Ex-Friends
Word Count: 394
Rating: PG
Summary: It’s been a long time since Sandy’s been in town.
Author's Notes: I write Evie as being Southern. And I mean the deep South. Like, the most southern part of the Georgia/Alabama border.
“You look good.” Sandy’s smile was a little bit awkward, but seemed nonetheless genuine.
“Thanks,” Evie muttered. She stared down at the frothy, gray-brown muck contained in the mug she held. “Ya look purty good yerself.”
Sandy took a sip of her own coffee and continued. “I have to admit, it’s been a little strange. Being back here, I mean.”
Evie nodded. “Ah imagine it would be. So, are ya here ta stay or are ya jus’ visitin’?”
“Just visiting. I ain’t gonna be here too long. I came to see my parents.”
“Well, in any case, it’s nice ta see ya again.”
Shaking her head, Sandy laughed, high pitched and without humor. “Glory,” she said, her voice strained. “It’s been so long. I haven’t seen no one from back then, ‘cept you. I haven’t even heard what’s happened to everyone.”
“Everyone’s scattahed about, honestly,” Evie managed to say, her smile tight. She couldn’t bring herself to tell Sandy that Soda Curtis was six feet under, buried right next to his parents. “Ah don’ see much o’ anyone these days neithah.”
Sandy looked up at that. “Really? Not even Steve?”
“No. Ah can’ say tha’ Ah see much o’ Steve.” Evie tried to ignore the squeezing in her chest, instead focusing on the cup of watery coffee in her hand.
“Oh damn, is that so? I never would have guessed it…” Sandy shook her head again, but this time in disbelief. “The way you two were… I thought…” She paused, as if trying to find the right words. “If me and Soda weren’t gonna be the ones to make to the end, I woulda thought for sure you and Steve would,” she finished. “What happened? If you wanna tell me.”
Evie just shrugged. “Life,” she responded. “Life happened, people changed, and Ah just happened ta end up bein’ one o’ those gals stuck in ah marriage tha’ ain’t even worth stickin’ around for yer kids.” She really hoped her voice didn’t sound bitter, or resentful.
“I’m sorry,” Sandy said, giving Evie one of those sad, ‘I-really-don’t-know-what-to-say-so-I’ll-j
Evie took one last sip of her coffee. “Yeah, bu’ tha’ was before Ah woke up an’ realized wha’ reality was.”
Fandom: The Outsiders
Characters: Evie, Sandy, mentions of others
Prompt: Table 2//57. Ex-Friends
Word Count: 394
Rating: PG
Summary: It’s been a long time since Sandy’s been in town.
Author's Notes: I write Evie as being Southern. And I mean the deep South. Like, the most southern part of the Georgia/Alabama border.
“You look good.” Sandy’s smile was a little bit awkward, but seemed nonetheless genuine.
“Thanks,” Evie muttered. She stared down at the frothy, gray-brown muck contained in the mug she held. “Ya look purty good yerself.”
Sandy took a sip of her own coffee and continued. “I have to admit, it’s been a little strange. Being back here, I mean.”
Evie nodded. “Ah imagine it would be. So, are ya here ta stay or are ya jus’ visitin’?”
“Just visiting. I ain’t gonna be here too long. I came to see my parents.”
“Well, in any case, it’s nice ta see ya again.”
Shaking her head, Sandy laughed, high pitched and without humor. “Glory,” she said, her voice strained. “It’s been so long. I haven’t seen no one from back then, ‘cept you. I haven’t even heard what’s happened to everyone.”
“Everyone’s scattahed about, honestly,” Evie managed to say, her smile tight. She couldn’t bring herself to tell Sandy that Soda Curtis was six feet under, buried right next to his parents. “Ah don’ see much o’ anyone these days neithah.”
Sandy looked up at that. “Really? Not even Steve?”
“No. Ah can’ say tha’ Ah see much o’ Steve.” Evie tried to ignore the squeezing in her chest, instead focusing on the cup of watery coffee in her hand.
“Oh damn, is that so? I never would have guessed it…” Sandy shook her head again, but this time in disbelief. “The way you two were… I thought…” She paused, as if trying to find the right words. “If me and Soda weren’t gonna be the ones to make to the end, I woulda thought for sure you and Steve would,” she finished. “What happened? If you wanna tell me.”
Evie just shrugged. “Life,” she responded. “Life happened, people changed, and Ah just happened ta end up bein’ one o’ those gals stuck in ah marriage tha’ ain’t even worth stickin’ around for yer kids.” She really hoped her voice didn’t sound bitter, or resentful.
“I’m sorry,” Sandy said, giving Evie one of those sad, ‘I-really-don’t-know-what-to-say-so-I’ll-j
Evie took one last sip of her coffee. “Yeah, bu’ tha’ was before Ah woke up an’ realized wha’ reality was.”