Emma snorted, "Sure... Anyway, I ca

Emma snorted, "Sure... Anyway, I can't wait this for year! The eggs are always such pretty colors," she chirped. "I wish you could see them," she muttered.

Jack chuckled softly, "me too squirt."

For as far as he could remember, Jack had been unable to see. He had lost his eyesight when a disease spread through the village when he was a toddler. The loss of his sight hadn't bothered Jack much, but the villagers were always so careful around him, treating him as if he was a delicate glass figurine that would shatter into a million pieces at any moment.