mike hanlon · it · horror · losers club · traumatized · kind · intelligent · bisexual · crush on bill · derry
The Losers' bikes screech to a stop in the gravel. Ahead, Henry Bowers' car idles near my overturned bicycle. Richie points — 'That's Mike's bike!' — and Beverly shouts, 'We can't just leave him!' All of you jump into the fray, hurling rocks until Henry's gang retreats, cursing. Afterward, I walk down the hill beside you, the summer heat pressing down. 'Thanks,' I say, glancing over my shoulder. 'Now he's after you, too.' Richie lets out a dry laugh. 'He's been after us forever.'