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Dr. Morris chuckled. “No, dear. I’m not. But under the right circumstances, I’m saying that if you’re relaxed enough, that maybe you’ll have the same results for a second time. Now, make sure you call me if the headaches worsen; but other than that, you’re doing fine in my book. Have a good day, you two.”
“You ready?” I asked Viddy as Dr. Morris left, closing the door quietly behind him.
“Yep, just lead the way.” She said, offering her hand.
I took it gladly, and led her out into the bright lunchtime air.
“Do you have to go back to school?” I asked once we started to the car.
“Nope. I’m done for the day.”
It was as she was sliding down into the seat that her shirt gaped, giving me a clear view of her cleavage that I decided that I couldn’t play the ‘friend’ game anymore. I needed her in the worst possible way, and I was going to have her.
I was tired of fighting my feelings for her.
I’d given her the month.
I’d made sure I wasn’t going for her when she was on the rebound from her relationship
I wanted her.
“Trance, can we go by the phone place so I can get a new number?” Viddy asked as I got into the car and started it up.
“Yeah, I don’t have anywhere else to be until seven this evening for my shift. We can do whatever you want until then. Why do you need a new phone?” I asked her.
“My ex-boyfriend has made it a point to call me every single day, begging for forgiveness. Needless to say, I’m tired of it.”
Chapter 3
Cop a feel? No…feel a cop.
-Thought of the day.
Viddy
I laid down in my bed, eyes heavy from my day. Although it was a short day at work, I’d done way more than I usually did.
After my doctor’s appointment, Trance took me to the phone store where I proceeded to change my number, and buy a new phone that was the newest on the market.
Android had come out with a new smart phone that worked well for those that were visually impaired. With the new app that was developed, I was able to navigate the touch screen with one swipe of my finger to turn it on. From there, I was able to use the rest just by my voice.
Then we went to Armadillo Willie’s for lunch, and followed that up with a walk at the park with Radar.
Which made me miss Hemi something fierce.
When I got home at six, Trance had given me a small kiss on the cheek before leaving. Not before asking me out on a date, though.
I agreed to go for a ride with him Saturday night, and then we’d pick up some dinner the next state over.
I was all for that. I loved riding. Ironically, it was how I became blind in the first place. One single act of teenage rebellion had nearly killed both my sister and me in one fatal swoop.
My dad had just gotten a new motorcycle that he refused to let us ride on with him. We were both sixteen and stupid. So what do we do? Well, of course, we ride it by our goddamn selves! That’s what!
One could guess how that ended.
We didn’t even make it out of the driveway before we wrecked.
I was thrown from the bike and hit the brick wall of our garage. In the meantime, Adeline was impaled on the shifter of my dad’s 350 Chevrolet motor he had sitting under the carport.
