Who Do I Lean On? (45 page)

But who would care for his elderly mother? He couldn't leave that responsibility to Estelle. In fact, he probably ought to break off his relationship with her completely. He couldn't entangle her in something like this. She already had enough problems, like that schizophrenic son of hers. She deserved a life of her own, not the burden of looking after a blind man. He couldn't do that to her.

Harry turned over on his side and stared at the window, covered by venetian blinds. Fine strips of light from the city glow outside shone between each blind. He closed his right eye. At the point of focus for his left, the otherwise straight lines of light detoured around his blind spot like water flowing around a rock sticking out of a river. Yeah, now he was calling it
his
“blind spot,” not just blurry vision. He squinted, trying to evaluate what he could see. Maybe it wasn't as bad as it'd been earlier that day. He was tempted to sit up, turn on the light, and see what happened if he tried to read words from a book. Would the “missing” letters have returned? Maybe there'd be only a slight fuzziness. Maybe he was getting better.

But Harry resisted with all his will power.

Checking on it wouldn't change a thing. He needed sleep.

“O, God,” he groaned, “help me! Help me calm down and just go to sleep. Please!”

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