I'm Katherine...Plumber. It's a byline. It's a name that I publish under. And like someone said, "Power tends to corrupt" and absolute power, wait! That is genius! But give me some time, I'll be twice as good as that six months from never.
The boy reached into his back pocket and pulled out a folded up newspaper. In dark was a nice drawing of a flower, good for his small age. Arthur hesitantly handed it to the woman.
Katherine takes a little glance at the boy’s drawing, then hands it back to the boy. “This is a lovely piece of artwork.” She smiles lightly at the boy.
