"What's green?" he asked her. She'd told him before that that was the color of his eyes, beneath the slight cloudiness that was all that gave away his blindness if you looked at him from the outside.
"Green is what I think of when I think of spring time," she said, without hesitating. "Green is the smell after the rain. Green is dirt through your fingers, soft and moist, and planting flowers. Green is walking through dewy grass barefoot, and the way the grass feels and smells."
She had taken his hand, moved it to the grass. He ran his fingers over the thin blades, gently pinching them between his thumb and index finger. He leaned forward and breathed in, taking in the smell of grass and dirt and the outdoors.
He heard her get up, and when she returned, she placed something in his hands. He ran his fingers over it, taking in the needle-like leaves.
"A pine branch," she said. "That's green. Most trees are green. Life. Plants. Green is also herbs...the way they smell, crisp and vibrant."
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Short Story**A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY** "I'll paint you the sky, the trees, and all the things in between." In which a girl gives a blind boy colors. (C) titanically- (Micah Good) h i g h e s t: #73 in Short Story Wattpad Featured in Short Story 10/12/17
