Savannah found herself rather impressed with that statement. Like most young women who had never known a person with disabilities, she had simply always assumed certain things about people in wheelchairs -- namely that they were all completely helpless and depressed.
Seeing that this chance encounter was becoming a full conversation, Savannah made a few adjustments to first her iPod and then the treadmill. The treadmill came back to life on a slow setting as she set the iPod aside. "Sacramento, California," she told Chelsea. "What about you?"
The treadmill made it easy to split her attention. She kept an eye on the others' workout, morbidly curious about a number of things. While many people assumed Savannah simply had no tact, the truth was she could be very tactful when she wanted to be. The problem with Savannah was this: she was normally so wrapped up in herself that she never thought about hurting others' feelings. Chelsea's condition made Savannah hesitate to be her normal self.
"What other machines do you like to use?" she added, wondering what other machines she could use. Obviously, the treadmill was out, but she had never considered the possibilities before...