Sandra then scooped a small amount of a green plant-like substance from the tin and placed it in a large opening in the pipe, and then she lit the lighter and sucked the air and flame through the pipe and held her breath for a few seconds and then let out a plume of bluish tinted smoke.
“Yeah, I take people as I see them; not what they look like. And in both of you, I see people who are loyal to their views on life. I know how you came to be at the school. Your family died in a terrorist explosion 5 years ago and your aunt and uncle live off the enclave.”
