Molly didn't bother to glance down at the sketch again. It was mostly ingrained in her head for the rest of her life. "So why don't you go to the front of the room and draw the people who are facing forward?" Because that might draw too much attention, Molly!

"Not like me? What is that supposed to mean? Everyone is different. You're a boy, I'm a girl. I'm not like you, either. But what does that have to do with me saying I'd sit for you?" She sighed softly. "Seems that if you're having trouble finding models, I could do it. It's not that big of a deal. It isn't as if you asked me to go on a date with you or anything."