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    Richie runs all the way to Eddie’s. He has a bike but he can’t remember, just now, where he put it. Everything feels real, feels — the gravel hurt his shoeless feet, his lungs burn when he gets tired, there’s a cut on his chin that aches a little. It feels real but things always felt real, with It.

    You can’t trust how you feel or what you see. That’s the core of the terror of It. That everything is real and nothing is real and all of it can kill you.

    Richie clambers up the drainage pipe and shoves open Eddie’s window. He’s afraid to look. He’s afraid of what It has prepared for him.

    But it’s nothing. It’s just Eddie, small, young, cast still on his arm. He’s curled up on his side and is using the cast as the world’s worst pillow.

    “Holy shitballs what the fucking shit,” breathes Richie, lunging forward to fling himself on top of Eddie’s sleeping form. “Don’t scream, don’t scream, hey — Eddie! Eddie, shut the fuck up, you’re going to wake your mom, it’s me! It’s me.”

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    OR: Richard Tozier goes to sleep on a plane in 2016, and wakes up in 1989.

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  3. Public Bookmark 61

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    Beverly had reached out, taken his hand, and gave it the gentlest squeeze Eddie had ever felt.

    “You were meant to die down there,” she said, “and you didn’t. Make that count.”

    Eddie thinks about that a lot. Four months, two weeks. He’s supposed to be dead. He’s not. He’s not, and he has Richie, and the whole future is open before him.

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  4. Rec 19

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    There are hand stitches she doesn't recall the name of but knows when to use them. Some things are just instinct. But she likes making things. She likes being able to hold something in her hands that didn’t exist until she summoned it forth, inch by inch. It’s a kind of recovery.

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  5. Public Bookmark 95

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    For the most part Richie and his sister have a doctrine of mutually assured destruction. They could obliterate each other with their parents given the slightest provocation. To keep things at an even keel, they steer clear of each other as much as possible every other day of the year, but on Thanksgiving? Kids Table is like their NATO.

    A series of Tozier Thanksgivings, from '85 to '19.

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