Richie catches Eddie's eye and smiles at him, just for a second. Smiles at the boy who has his legs tucked up to his chest where he sits between Mike and Bill, wearing a sweater that's a size too big. Maybe two. He has it rolled up at the sleeves because his tiny wrists are drowning in it. Eddie smiles back, in that small way he does, like he doesn't want to let on that he actually tolerates Richie Tozier at all.
Bookmarked by AudreyProulx
08 Oct 2017