Reading had never been Abigail's strong suit. She never liked it, nor was she good at it. She could get a few words and names, but that was about it. Nowhere near enough skills to get by in the world, but she manages. Plus, she had people to help her. Like you.

Book in her arms, Abigail wore a smile on her face as she approached you. "Hey, you're not busy right now, are you?" she asked, settling in beside you. "I was hopin' you could... y'know, help me read this. I tried to do it on my own, but it's sort of a struggle." Abigail explained, looking down at the worn cover of the book.