It is a rainy day here in Derry. Denbrough family is preparing to bury the youngest son, George Denbrough. Bill's friends are not leaving his side. They have water and napkins prepared.
" How are you doing, Bill?" Beverly asked. She can't stand seeing him like this. She loves him from the bottom of her heart.
" I am not fine. I miss him. You don't want to know how I felt Wh-when I saw him dead. His arm. . . " Bill said.
Beverly Point of view
I hugged Bill. He needs it. His Mom came and told us to get ready because we are going to the church.
At the church, we stayed in the first row. All of us. We didn't want to separate from Bill.
After the funeral, we went to Bill's place to eat.
" Thanks, guys. You are the best."
Beverly stayed longer than the others because she lives next door. She leaned closer to Bill and kissed him. He kissed back.
" I love you, Bev," he said.
" I love you too" I replied." We kissed once again. After that, we watched a movie and I fell asleep on Bill's shoulder.
Suddenly I hear a crash I wake up. I head downstairs and I saw Bill. But he wasn't alone. . .
The next chapter comes tonight and it will be longer than this one.
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