Stella rolled her eyes. “If you weren’t blind, I might take offense, but since you don’t even know what the difference in a black chick and any other color is, I’m letting it go as ignorance via vision impaired.”
“Fantastic, so what is it that has everyone standing so still and breathing a little faster than normal?” Heather asked.
“The fact that you picked up on everyone’s breathing is a tad creepy.”
“If I told you I see dead people would it make it less creepy?”
“No.”
“Perfect, now moving on,” Heather said as she motioned with her hand in front of them. “What is it?”
“A miniature town,” Stella told her as she turned back to look at the pixie village. “Everything is scaled down to fit the pixie’s foot-tall bodies.”
“Okay, so nobody bothered to tell the blind girl that the pixi
