Chapter 12

                                    

                                          


                          


                          
 It hardly took the boys more than 10 minutes of walking before they arrived outside a building that was around 2 stories tall, overlooking the river which, if you went down it far enough, would lead you to the barrens. They trampled through the long grass that was near the entrance path and Eddie stopped at the little gate turning to Richie, he knew that it was a little strange, to be taking someone to meet his nana despite only knowing them for a few days. 
                          
He didn't want to scare Richie off or anything weird like that, he didn't want to make him think that he was boring or not good enough to be friends with - stop it Eddie, Richie agreed to be here, he's the one who wanted to hang out, its fine, he doesn't think you're boring, stop overreacting, you promised mom, now get it done with quickly. Eddie just knew that he would feel terrible if he didn't visit his nana like he'd promised, and hoped that she wouldn't keep them too long. If Richie thinks that I'm boring, that's his loss not mine. 
                          
Eddie turned to the other boy, hand on the gate, debating whether or not to actually go in, now that his thoughts had caught onto his actions. No, you're gonna do what you promised Eds, no not Eds...Eddie.
                          
 "Rich, don't mind what she says too much, you know old people, they're kinda... weird." 
                          
"Probably not as weird as your mom gets in bed," Richie smirked, with a small wink. 
                          
And just like that, Eddie's worries about Richie judging him disappeared, there was something about the way that Richie spoke that was just....right, Eddie couldn't quite put it into words, but he was sure the other boy was fairly easy to read, and if he was making mom jokes he surely wasn't too bored. "Shut up," Eddie murmured, opening the little hatch on the gate, "My mom doesn't get 'weird' in bed," 
                          
"And how would you know that Eddie Spaghetti?"
                          
 "Well I-....I know she doesn't, now shut up,"
                          
 Richie chuckled, pushing the gate open for Eddie and with that the two of them walked into the building. They went down a small ramp like thing, probably used for wheelchairs, and entered room with beige walls; it looked like a waiting room, there was a large desk at which a lady sat filing some paperwork. The shorter of the two strolled up to the desk and whispered, "Excuse me?,"
                          
 The lady looked up, and readjusting her glasses asked, "Who are you here for?"
                          
 "Mrs. Kersh," Eddie replied
                          
 "And you are?"
                          
 "Eddie Kaspbrak."
                          
 "In relation to her?" the woman said with a tired voice
                          
 "Oh um sorry, her grandson"
                          

 Eddie stood on his tiptoes, peering over the counter and watching as the lady mumbled 'Eddie Kaspbrak' and 'Grandson' as she filled out a small sheet. As she finished scribbling, she put the piece of paper in a chunky folder, clicking her pen a few times, "You're good to go," she said to the boys, motioning to a corridor that led off to the right. 
                          
The smaller boy beckoned Richie towards him, and they both started off down the carpeted corridor, lined with pictures that little kids had drawn of their grandparents, which Richie thought, were honestly quite ugly. 
                          
You see, the boy had never met his grandparents growing up, and wasn't very fond of his own parents, let alone any other adults, so he had a hard time seeing why anyone would want to spend time with old people willingly, or do anything for them in general. It wasn't too long before the boys stopped in front of a large wooden door labelled "Room 68", and Eddie, after shifting the basket he was carrying, knocked softly on the door a few times. A couple of seconds later the door swung open, and a tall lady stood at the threshold wearing, what Richie thought, looked like a nurses outfit.