I gulped, " it is simply not possible for one to change the eye colour just to their own words. Also no one is born with red as a colour."
He laughs at my words and I cannot help but stare in shunned silence. What was laughable about what I had said? For me it was all gravely serious because red was simply not a colour with whom one was born.
"It is no laughable matter." I said incredulously. He was laughing whereas I was completely serious about this matter.
"No, no," he said as he calmed down, "I suppose it is not. Yes genevieve, the colour of my life changed and they had changed at will and they are never changing back."
I shook my head, " that is not what I asked. I asked you how did the change in the first place question mark and remember your eyes to be a dark colour of grey."
"Indeed, they were." He nodded, " just like you like the fruits before my eyes but dark grey as well."
