"Well- that's not really being fair on yourself, is it? I was in school 'til I was seventeen, and I got a job not long after, so I've had plenty of experience with words and numbers and such, but. I-it doesn't sound like you've had, um. Very similar opportunities in your life. And all that's not your fault," he says gently.

He puts the book in her hands, but doesn't let go immediately. "Look, I'm sure you'll find something you're good at eventually, something that you think other people'll look up to you for." He gives her a soft smile. "But until then, if you like, I'd be happy to help you learn how to read some more."