Chapter 2 of She Listened with Her eyes
“Do you ever get lonely?’ William asked me while I pushed his wheelchair down a brick path.
“No. Not really. I actually feel like I’m always surrounded.”
“You never get lonely?” He asked me again disbelievingly. “Never wish you had someone or miss anyone?”
“Why do you have to ask these questions? Ask me about work. Ask me about math or history or why the moon looks gold sometimes. Don’t ask me things I don’t have answers to.”
“So you do you miss someone!”
“I never said that.”
“Yes, you did. In so many words.”
“I did not.”
“What’s her name?”
“What’s who’s name?”
“The person you miss. What’s her name?”
“Her name is Ms. Don’t Ask Stupid Questions Anymore.”
“Don’t be a spoiled sport. I’m just asking what her name is.”
“Change topic.”
“You can’t just change topics David.”
“Yes, I can. Change topic.”
“She hurt you, didn’t she?”
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