Kate Hopper's life had seemingly fallen back into place.
After a year, her relationship with her family, new and old, had developed into something that truly mattered, and she had made a couple new friends since the catastrophe of last year.
Since t...
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STEVE APPRECIATED THE fact that he was wearing gloves as he threw meat chunks on the ground. He and Dustin, after leaving his car on the side of the road near the train tracks, had decided to leave a trail of raw meat chunks to the junkyard so they could trap Dart again. Of course, they had tried to pass the time of their journey along the railroad tracks by talking to one another.
Somehow, the origin story of Dart had come up. Once Dustin had told him that Dart had originally been his pet Pollywog, whatever the hell that was, so he could impress this new girl at school that he liked, Steve immediately became confused.
"All right, so let me get this straight," Steve started, looking at Dustin in front of him. "You kept something you knew was probably dangerous in order to impress a girl who... who you just met?"
"All right, that's grossly oversimplifying things," Dustin responded.
"I mean, why would a girl like some nasty slug anyway? I have a friend who's a girl whose favorite author is Stephen... Kane, or whatever his name is, and she'd think that's disgusting."
"An interdimensional slug? Because it's awesome." Dustin shook his head. "And if your friend likes Stephen King that much, she'd think it's awesome, too."
"Well, even if this girl you're talking about thought it was cool, which she didn't, I... I just... I don't know. I just feel like you're trying way too hard."
