Funny thing was, Edgar believed it. Maybe it was time in Darrow that had softened him a little but Edgar was far more willing to bet it was Beth herself. He let that belief shine through his smile. "I think he was better with you," he supposed. "You're sweet."

He frowned because that wasn't exactly the word he meant. Sweet was only the surface of it. Beth had seen some shit, just like him and Curtis, but where it had made Curtis careful and Edgar strange, it hadn't taken away her kindness. That kindness brought out a lot from people like them.