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Lisey Landon was leading Beverly Marsh to the small but surprisingly stocked clothing store around the corner from the restaurant and walking only slightly ahead of her, looking back at her to answer her question. "Grew up in Maine. Lived around Castle Rock." A small smile crossed her face. "And don't worry about money. I think in this case you should be okay with borrowing a few things to wear." None of them had really borrowed at that point -- they had all kept. "That's what we've all been doing here. There's a sheriff here and he said it was fine too. So you have nothing to worry about."

Pulling on the door to the store, Lisey squinted against the breeze and held it open for Beverly. She briefly wondered if they would be the only ones wandering the aisles of clothing today.


Nov. 30th, 2009 12:16 am (UTC)
No, actually, they're not.

It's been a very long time since Mordred had new clothes. His world, after all, has quite firmly moved on.
Dec. 8th, 2009 02:01 am (UTC)
Lisey spotted Mordred and smiled before looking back to the clothes and absently shifting through them searching for things that might be in Beverly's size.

"How have you been, Mordred?"
Dec. 8th, 2009 02:05 am (UTC)
"Well enough, thankee-sai."

This? Is probably not true. He's thinner than ever, and has to swallow hard to keep from drooling when he looks at her.