richard potts.

everyone knew who he was. it was pretty hard not to know who ricky potts was.

living in a small rural town as you did , you were limited to about three disabled kids - nevermind one who was physically disabled. it unfortunately came with the territory that everyone knew about ricky potts.

life seemed hard for the kid. he didn’t speak , and relied on crutches as he had since he was a child. weirdly , he was in the choir group. that had always confused you. you heard from hushed whispers that he could speak , and some said that ocean o’connell had invited him to join out of pity. either way . . it was none of your business.

you could never really ignore ricky , whether that’s cause you could hear kids snickering at him or because he’s in your art classroom or even the clicking of his crutches against the sticky floors - you just couldn’t lose sight of him. and today was one of those days.