He wasn't looking for a book, but he was still rummaging through her bag, which obviously meant... "You're a thief, then," she said matter-of-factly. There was no question in her mind. He fit the description perfectly: scrawny, stinky, and rough around the edges. Maybe he needed a book to keep his attention off other people's pockets!
"Some people like to read for pleasure. You should try it sometime," she said, crossing her arms protectively across her chest. He might've been a stinky street rat, but he was still good inch or two taller than her and could probably take what he wanted if he was willing to make a run for it.
"Some people like to read for pleasure. You should try it sometime," she said, crossing her arms protectively across her chest. He might've been a stinky street rat, but he was still good inch or two taller than her and could probably take what he wanted if he was willing to make a run for it.
