"Say I was, Cora. What then?"
Her heart started bearing rapidly, and her breath came a little shorter than usual as she had to take a deep breath to compose herself.
It was a simple hypothetical; she couldn't figure out why she felt so scared for a moment.
As she closed her eyes to gather herself, a vague notion of displeasure crossed her mind at the thought of him being a ghost.
She felt very wrong for thinking like that, hypocritical, malicious.
"What if you were? What would it change?"
She said softly while still deep in her thoughts.
"Miss Cora?"
"… Miss? No…. No, no, no, call me Cora like you did just now."
Coming out of her thoughts her first sentence wasn't to answer his question but something else entirely.
"Uh.. what?"
"You just called me by my name, don't go back now. Call me Cora. You're my friend."
"Friend?"
"Yes. You're my friend. And what if you were one of them, it wouldn't change a thing. Some people might get prejudiced but not me."
