[…She doesn’t know? You’re not sure how this dream of hers could have confused her that much, considering you were blind long before you met her. How odd.]
There was a truck carrying some toxic shit that crashed outside my house when I was four. You should know that. I mean…
Rose, I’ve been blind for eleven years.
You are not amused by the fact that seemingly nothing in your memories seems to align.
Er, no, you haven’t been. It’s been two for the both of us since my last count…unless you’re to tell me that I’ve been imagining that too?
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