Blind Man's Bluff (Stone Gap Mountain Series Book 2) by Kay Stockham

Author:Kay Stockham [Stockham, Kay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 1480115045
Publisher: Kindred Spirits Publishing
Published: 2012-09-21T07:00:00+00:00

Duncan came into The Ace an hour before closing. He sat on a stool opposite the bar and talked with Emma while she closed up for the night.

Her father hadn’t shown up as planned due to an excavation snafu at the house site, and she’d worked Frank’s shift to keep her mind off of Roxy and the other life-based balls she juggled.

“Something wrong?” Duncan asked, taking her hand and placing it over his forearm as they prepared to leave.

“No. Thanks for the ride home. I hated to ask Genie because it would put her on the roads so late. You calling on the way from Atlanta saved me.”

“Any time. I spent quite a bit of time watching you.”

“Oh. Wow. Okay.” Nothing about that statement unnerved her at all.

“Don’t be self-conscious.”

“It’s a little hard not to be. Did I do anything embarrassing?”

He laughed, probably thinking it was a joke. But really. Had she?

“No. You’re teaching me quite a lot about the abilities of the blind, Emma. Things I never knew or even considered until meeting you. Now if only some of that knowledge will rub off on Ian.”

“He’s coming around. Slowly,” she said, thinking of Ian’s joke earlier today. It was more a frustrated statement of fact about not being able to see where he was walking, but said in the tone Ian had used, there was no doubt he had poked fun at himself. It was a good sign and one she was glad to hear.

“That’s good to know. I think his teacher has a lot to do with it.”

She smiled at the compliment. “It takes time, Duncan. No one wants to accept that this is it. Day after day of darkness? It’s depressing. I mean it’s one thing if you were born blind and never knew what it was like. From day one you learn to make do, and you dream of what could’ve been, but you don’t actually know what you’re missing. I have friends who’ve always been blind, and some of them say while it’s not any easier, since they’ve never seen a sunset or whatever, they don’t miss it as much as someone like Ian.”

“Or you?”

She tilted her head to one side, nodding. “Or me,” she agreed. “I miss color. I love color. Flowers, rainbows. One year for my birthday, my parents let me paint the walls in my room anything I wanted.”

“Sounds like a scary concept for a parent.”

“I’m sure it was. And when I picked out the brightest, wildest colors... I have no doubt they regretted their decision. But they didn’t say anything, not even my father, who is a white-wall kind of guy.”

“What did you paint? Some kind of colorful peace sign?”

“Nope. I made a mural of all my favorite things. I had a huge rainbow, a clown fish, lots of bright green grass, and giant flowers. One flower took up the entire wall.”

“Sounds like a great room for a kid.”

“It was. What was your room like growing up?”

“I went to military school. I had a roommate and gray walls.

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