Blindsided 17

Page 17    Breakin at Cassy’s home

“We’ll get there, Cassy,” he promised.

Maggy was disquieted by the bewildered and baffled look on her best friend’s face.  Deciding it best to bide her time before asking questions, she knew Cassy would explain as soon as she’d wrapped her mind around whatever was disturbing her.

“So, my friend, what’s next?”

“I made another appointment for next Friday and I understand it will be a weekly visit from now on unless something drastically changes. Dr. Jamison changed the drops so we need to stop by the pharmacy to pick them up.  He’s wants me to try them until the next visit.”

“Did he say anything else?”

“Yes.  He said I could lose my sight.  This condition, is as he put it, eye-sight threatening.”

Shocked she stared at Cassy, “What?”

“I could lose my sight!”  Maggy reached out a hand and clasped Cassy’s as she continued.  Cassy laid out the situation as the doctor had described it.

“Cassy, I am worried, really worried.  This is horrible.”

“You’re telling me.”

“I’m confused to put it bluntly.  I thought we were working on repairing the damage, the cut in my eye.  I hadn’t considered the possibility of long term damage or possible loss of sight.  I mean, it crossed my mind, but it wasn’t a possibility.”

“Oh, my god, Cassy!”  Maggy held on tightly to Cassy’s hand as she stared opened mouthed at her explanation. They sat silently for a few minutes as the reality sunk in.

“We have to gas up, and I know this is out in left field, but after we eat, are you interested in shopping or would you rather head straight back home?”

“Let’s shop for a bit.  You’ll have to guide me though.”

They wandered for a couple of hours, but Cassy wasn’t into it so they headed home the drive punctuated with silence.  By the time they were at the edge of town, it was late.  “I didn’t realize we’d spent that much time in Campbell River. Are you ok, Maggy?”

“Yeah, a little tired, but ok.”

It was a little after midnight when they arrived at Cassy’s house.  Maggy hopped out of the car and hurried to Cassy’s side.  “Um, Cassy?”

Wearily she replied, “Yeah?”

“The lights are on.”

“What do you mean?”

“The lights are on in your house.  They were off this morning.”  They both stared at the house in disbelief.  “Stay here, I’m going to check.”



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