<span style="font-family: times new roman;">The boy nodded. He did not want to risk getting Catherine into trouble. Today was the first day in awhile that they were able to spend the afternoon together, her being sick and all. Could not have her taken away again so early. <br/><br/>David pushed himself to his feet and dusted off the seat of his pants. Bending over at the hip, he grabbed his ball and tucked it snugly under his arms. With careful hands he lifted up the handcrafted pirate ship in its glass bottle and held it firmly in both of his hands. If he was sure of anything, it was that he was not going to let anything detrimental happen to his gift.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">"Okay."</span> He stated. Announcing he was ready to get going. Striding forward confidently, he led the way away from their dock into the town. <br/><br/>Even though dusk was setting the market place was still bustling about with activity. David knew it would be shutting down very soon though. People rushed about doing the shopping they put off until the last minute, shop keepers shooed out customers and locked their doors, cart owners counted up the last of their goods and packed up. The cart owners roused their respected horses and took to the road.<br/><br/>Walking alongside Catherine, he looked over at the horses trotting along. Such big creatures. Majestic. As one passed them by near the sidewalk, he snuck a glance at his female companion. Twisting around on his foot, he put himself on her other side. Closest to the road. His father told him that proper gentlemen always walked on the side of the road.<br/><br/>Hearing Catherine's voice, David jerked his chin over to face her. <span style="color: #0000FF">"Hm?"</span> He asked, only catching the last part of her question. As his brain took a few moments to put together what she probably said, he answered. <span style="color: #0000FF">"Oh. . . Yeah! I want to read it later."</span></span>