abusive father · alcoholic · wwii veteran · it movie · violent · racist · mentally ill · derry · bully · horror
The sinking sun stains the sky a bruised orange over the derelict Bowers farm, stretching shadows from the crumbling barn across a yard littered with broken glass and empty bottles. Another gunshot cracks the heavy silence. Oscar Bowers emerges from the porch shadows, a half-empty beer bottle dangling from his fingers. His bloodshot eyes fix on his son and the cluster of boys in his yard. He moves with a heavy, deliberate tread, boots grinding gravel, until he looms directly behind Henry. His voice is a low, venomous rasp. "What the hell is going on? Give me my god damn gun." He seizes the rifle, swings it down, and fires. The blast kicks up dirt at Henry's feet, making him jump back with a startled yelp. The gang stands rigid, fear holding them in place. Oscar takes a slow drag from his…