Blind Sight: Through The Eyes Of Leocardo Reyes
A month had passed since Odette’s release from the hospital and Leocardo was finding peace in routine. Odette seemed to be doing well in school and spent an increasing amount of time with Ana amongst her other school friends. The normal school year had ended, but a special three-week program was in session for youth and immigrants who needed training on controlling their gifts. Odette had gone for the first week and sporadically the second. Then it was decided that she should not waste their time, or hers until she had an idea what gift had been bestowed on her.
“They say I shouldn’t bother going anymore,” Odette sighed, throwing her bag onto the floor. Finding a place on the sofa next to Cielo, she brought the dog in for a tight cuddle.
Leocardo wasn’t sure what to say. He was angry at the teachers in that program but they weren’t trying to be mean. They were just being honest.
“It’s not like we’re leaving this place anytime soon. You’ll find out your gift soon enough,” he tried to encourage her.
“At least you don’t know what yours is either. That gives me hope.” Odette said.
Leocardo rolled his eyes but smiled. “Gracias. You’re too kind.”
“Or maybe we just have terrible genes. Eyesight has already failed me,” Odette sighed. Leocardo didn’t like how her sadness had painted her words.
Growing up, Leocardo often thought about how hard it must have been for Odette to manage her blindness. But in time he learned that she did not really find it to be a burden because she had never experienced sight to start with. Still, she had known she was different to others. She was special, but not the way a teenager wants to be. He knew she hated being pitied or coddled. He considered walking over and giving her a hug as well, but then decided it would be overkill.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself. Theodore said that this place brought us here for a reason. We must both have gifts. And you’re meant to have something special.”
From the corner of his eye, Leocardo noticed Odette biting her lip pensively. There was a small smile tugging at her lip. He saw her mouth the word ‘special’. Continue reading