Iris. Sophia. Chloe. Iris stares at Chloe, with Sophia in between. Chloe: "?"
Chloe: "Is something wrong?" Iris: "You're like made of the leftover parts of me." "It's weird — you have six limbs, hands, and can almost pass for human, and I'm just a head with feet."
Chloe blanches. Chloe: "I, um, I'm so sorry — "
Iris (grinning): "Hah, just joshin' ya. You can keep it. I'll take style over hands any day." "But if you ever want to talk about how to put some pizazz in that boring-ass white-bread look of yours, you gimme a call, okay?"
Characters: Chloe, Iris, Sophia
Your priorities are probably not her priorities.
I once knew a woman with no arms, and she was smart, genteel, and capable: She did everything with her feet, and she had no more trouble navigating the world than anyone else. Therearemanypeoplewhodeal with these kinds of challenges every day, and I like the notion that Iris would fit in right along with them.