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“You gonna be tired tomorrow? It’s not past your bedtime?”
“I think I can stay up a little longer,” says Eddie dryly. “But just a little. When the clock hits twelve, my carriage turns back into a pumpkin.”
This time he feels the aftershocks of Richie’s mirth jostle him, charging skin-deep and farther. Richie mimes holding up a glass slipper for Eddie’s appraisal. Eddie shoots him a withering glare but has to turn and hide his face in his own shoulder as it crumbles into fondness.
[After Derry, Eddie starts running toward something. A new future, which inevitably includes Richie.]