Daniel and I stayed in the break room for a few more minutes, cleaning up the trash from lunch and talking over that bit of information that Tuck had just shared.
"I wish it didn"t seem like such a big deal that she was an amputee," I said as I ran a cleaning wipe over the table. "But I"m not that enlightened, I guess. Plus, how did I not notice?"
"Well, Tuck said her missing arm was on the side away from you and she was slumped over. We expect what we consider "normal," I guess, and since you expect most people to have two arms, you didn"t notice that she only had one." Daniel’s voice was soft, but I could hear the strain in it.
I pursed my lips. "Ugh, I hate that. That"s some prejudiced nonsense there in my head. You"re right, of course, but how did I ever come to think of "like me" a
