“Your eyes,” I rasped.
“What?” She asked in a strangled voice, crinkling her forehead.
“They are…” I began but trailed, lacking words to explain the bizarre color, fearing it was my mind making up because how can someone's eyes change color? What is she? A witch? I scorned my own thoughts just as she shut her eyes, opening them a moment later and to my surprise, her usual orbs stared back at me frowning.
“Are you okay?” She asked. I am sure I may be sprouting a confused look that I can't explain either. How do I even begin to tell her that, for a brief moment, I saw her eyes change color? If she doesn't laugh, then she may as well check me into a mental institution. Damn it! Did she just suck the brain out of me or what? “You look like you have seen a ghost.”
“I might as well have.”
