Sure it was an easy enough question.
For anyone else of course.
Blue looked to the side, picking the paint off a spot on the wall.
"Well... my mom's name is Cheryl. She's 40, and because of-"
Her voice caught.
She cleared her throat.
"because of an accident a few years ago. She's paralyzed from the waist down. So... yeah, she's in a wheelchair
Her voice quivered as she wrung out her hands.
Don't think about it.
"What about your dad?"
Blue felt her eyes water and she bit down on her bottom lip.
"His name was Trevor."
She hoped he'd drop it there, but no such luck.
"Was?"
"He was in the accident too; the driver actually. We got hit by a transport who ran a red light. He was hit with the worst of it."
Grey's face fell.
"Oh. Oh, I'm sorry."
"No, no it's fine, I'm fine."
Blue squeezed herself, her tone trying to sound reassuring.
But from where he sat, it seemed as though she was trying to convince herself more than him.
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Grey And Blue
Teen Fiction-excerpt- "She was a pretty sight to see. She'd look even prettier if she smiled. But she never did. Only watched, silent, thoughtful, blue. Blue hair, blue eyes, blue girl. A beautiful, blue, strange creature." _____________________________________...
