“I really like that you don’t look down on me or any of us really.” He blinked. “Excuse me?” “Archie—you have money. Lots of it. You’ve traveled. You drive a Ferrari. I live in an apartment with my mom and work twenty-four to thirty hours a week so I can save up for college. We come from two different worlds, but you never look down on me on any of us. You never have.”
