#ShortStory: Unfold Before My Eyes – Part 2

Part of me wanted to leave, but the other tethered me to the moment.

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My heart wanted a race, the brain a linear road while the legs danced to the tune of idleness.  Suddenly the phone rings. Rachel is on the end of the receiver.

#ShortStory: Unfold Before My Eyes

Rachel’s braille machine. Image by Jumah Chaguan.

The broken pieces of glass with its residue were left unswept for days –now they’re glued to the floor. I do my best to pick them up for her.

Rachel is blind. Today she leaves for a trip and by mere chance I stopped by, however, I realized the unfolding instead.