She was right. I knew she could take care of herself, but I never let her."Dan, I could live anywhere I want. I could move to Europe, or Africa, or anywhere in the world, and be fine. I don't need anybody to take care of me.""I don't know if your disability payment would...""Shut up, Dan," Raven laughed to stop me."What? I think you have to live in the US...""I don't get a disability check.""You don't? Why not? You're, well, I think you deserve one.""I don't like talking about money, but will you let it drop if I just say being blind doesn't mean I can't take care of myself?"I thought I knew all about Raven's life, and how she spent it.I thought I knew from observations when I was home with her and the conversations we had.Her life seemed to be about what one could expect from a Beverly Hills housewife, except for living in Columbus, Ohio instead of Beverly Hills, and not being a housewife.A few days each week, she would take Boston with her, get on the bus and go to a coff
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