Moonspear i need coffee in an IV

Piper was pretty sure that if there was a way to describe the phrase, ‘the lights are on but nobody’s home,’ then this guy’s face would have been etched, scribed, or molded out of clay next to it. Truthfully, it was the only reason she was taking such risks in how she spoke to him. If he was a mute, odds are he wasn’t going to be able to say that she verbally harassed him on the edges of his own land, right? Right…
 
With that settled, the Redleaf girl turned to leave him there when she felt something halt her. So close to venturing off, and yet –
 
She whirled back around and fixed him with another wildfire stare. Her mouth was pursed in a tight-lipped line. “Are you retarded?” she asked him point-blank. That was kind of the selling point, if she was concerned. If she was actually messing with a guy who didn’t have all his marbles, she was probably booking herself a first-class ticket to hell. She just wanted to make sure before she trotted off feeling good about herself.