Charlotte and Will walked out of the building on a little path side by side. For a minute, they didn't say anything, but neither of them felt awkward.
"How did you know each other? I didn't know my grandpa had such a young friend."
Will looked 27 at most, while her grandpa was 72.
"We've met a few times and felt connected in art. I'm happy to be his friend."
"He has a good taste of friends."
"You're flattering me."
Charlotte smiled, "I'm just telling the truth."
Will was pretty handsome. He looked young but elegant. Unlike Gerald's coldness, his eyes were filled with warmth.
"I met Mr. Smith at an art exhibition. I learned later that he was Master Geo."
"You also like painting?"
"Yes. But I'm not as good as you."
"What?"
Will smiled lightly, "I've been to Mr. Smith's home. He s
