Dan was anxious. He knew that Bridget’s macular degeneration had been progressing rapidly. She was blind. They were at the summer cabin. Bridget quietly nudged Dan, “If I make you coffee, will you take me out to the bench on the dock?”
“What time is it?”
“My phone said 6:30 A.M. Thursday September 21st.”
“More than I needed to know. Give me a moment, Bridge. Can you manage the coffee?”
“Dan –“
He knew the answer was ‘yes’.
“ I want to feel the sunrise,” she said quietly.
“Will you describe it to me?” Dan asked.
They would be fine.
“What time is it?”
“My phone said 6:30 A.M. Thursday September 21st.”
“More than I needed to know. Give me a moment, Bridge. Can you manage the coffee?”
“Dan –“
He knew the answer was ‘yes’.
“ I want to feel the sunrise,” she said quietly.
“Will you describe it to me?” Dan asked.
They would be fine.
