#Chapter5
Dysfunctional Body Parts
I smiled politely at Captain Carter as I sat on the chair, /"Yes, please./" I answered as I looked up to his towering figure, /"And I'm sorry. I think I ruined it for you and—/"
/"You didn't,/" he interjected, his eyes held sincerity and something else I can't decipher, /"You made it perfect./"
I raised one of my foot to show him, /"The secret is all in the footwear./"
/"Both my feet could testify to that,/" he says, looking down his shoes. I think he was trying to wiggle his toes underneath his footwear to feel if one is dysfunctional.