From The Grey House:
“Hey, what’s your name?”
Natalia looked up to see three young boys checking her out. They were prepubescent, probably no older than ten. This neighborhood was supposed to be a rough one, but the boys looked nicely dressed. It wasn’t Sunday, therefore they weren’t headed to church, just looked nice. She nodded to the one who spoke to her.
“Hello. My name’s Natalie.” Close enough to it, anyway. “What’s yours?”
“Uh…” He seemed surprised that she answered. “Um… it’s Letto.”
“Short for Stiletto?”
He nodded once. “Yeah.”
“Cool. How can I help you?”
“What are you doing here? People don’t usually stop here and draw.”
