Into The Light
Gourdbookmarked by my stepbrothermy nanny stole my life lifetimeshe took the house, the car, and my heartthe heiress' return: six brothers at her beck and call
He continued, “Ava hurt her leg when you pushed her into the river yesterday. She has to use a wheelchair now, and those tactile guiding tiles make it difficult for her to get around.”
My body stiffened as I asked, “What about me?”
He scowled, as though he had only just remembered that I was blind and also needed accommodation.
He said impatiently, “Don’t you have a cane? And if that’s not enough, Mrs. Lewis is here to help you. Do you always have to make everything such a big deal?”
Before I could reply, I heard the whirring of an electric wheelchair, followed by Ava’s voice.
“Shawn, what’s taking so long? We need to get to the office.”