Snippet #1583828

Will was surprised by her answer. Running away? Had he heard her right? He was stunned and was certain that his face showed it. Running his hand through his hair anxiously, he glanced at the small purse she held in her hands. It was silk and covered in pearls-more expensive than anything he could ever afford. "Running away, huh?" he asked. "I admire your braveness in doing so, but what class are you staying in?" To him, it didn't make much sense for a run away to be in such fine clothes.

He was highly aware that he was not dressed to impress. He wore a simple suit-brown trousers, a white shirt, and a brown jacket along with some hand me down loafers. He wondered if he looked like a street rat to her.