dog?”
I raised my brows at that. “What makes you think
he’s a service dog?”
“The command you just gave him is the same one
that I give Abby when she’s allowed to meet people.” He gestured to
his dog, who was still lying at his feet. “It’s something all the
dogs from Aberfoyle Kennels learn, and I know it’s unique to
them.”
“Your dog’s name is Abby?” I asked, avoiding his
original question.
“Yeah, I’ve had her for a year and a half.” He
crossed his arms over his chest. “You haven’t answered my question
yet.”
“I didn’t get Tonto from Aberfoyle Kennels,” I
told him, which was the truth.
“He still knows service commands.”
“So?”
“So why do you have a dog that is trained as a
service dog?” He was clearly becoming a little annoyed at my
evasiveness.
“He’s not actually a service dog.”
Blake sighed deeply. “You’re not going to give
me a straight answer, are you?”
I pondered it for a moment. “No, I don’t think I
am; at least not right now.”
“Fine, but can you answer something else for
me?”
“Depends on what it is.”
“Is the reason you have a dog that knows service
commands the same reason you treat me like a normal person?”
“How else am I supposed to treat you? Like an
alien?”
He groaned and let his head fall back on the
bench. “Did you know that talking to you can be kind of
frustrating?”
“Yup,” I replied with a smile. “But in answer to
your question, maybe it is. I know what it’s like to go through
something horrible and feel like the world is against you. I was
lucky enough to have people help me get through it.”
He instantly scowled. “You don’t know anything
about me.”
“I know more than you might think; but even if I
didn’t, it doesn’t take a genius to realize that you got dealt a
crappy hand. Life sucks sometimes but how you handle it is what
defines you as a person. I’ve come a long way from where I was less
than a year ago, but I still have problems. The difference between
us is that I’ve decided to start living again.”
“I don’t know what problems you had or have, but
they can’t be as bad as mine. You’re not going through life with a
disability like I am.”
I let out a disappointed breath. “That’s
probably one of the most ignorant things I’ve ever heard. You of
all people should know that not all disabilities can be seen. Don’t
automatically assume that your life is harder than everyone
else’s.” I stood up and put my Ipod in my pocket. “See you later
Blake.” Without looking back, Tonto and I headed for home.
Chapter six
I was still a little ticked at Blake’s comment
the day before when I sat beside him in class the next day. I
understood that he’d had a rough couple of years, but assuming that
your life was worse than everyone else’s pissed me off. Even in my
darkest moments I’d never thought that I had been dealt the worst
possible hand. I’d understood that no matter what had happened to
me, there was someone who had it worse.
I tapped my fingers restlessly on the desk in
front of me while I waited for the teacher to show up. Blake
surprised me by reaching forward and laying his hand on mine
briefly, effectively stilling my fingers. I turned to him as he
removed his hand and he sighed quietly before speaking. “You know,
I’m blind.”
That definitely wasn’t what I had been expecting
him to say. “What’s your point?”
“Since I’m blind, you shouldn’t get mad when I
don’t see things other people can see.”
“The fact that you’re blind isn’t an excuse for
being an ignorant ass.”
“It’s not?”
I chuckled a little and shook my head. “No, it’s
not.” I put my elbows on the desk and propped my chin on my hand.
“Look, I’m not saying that what you went through isn’t horrible.
But you aren’t the only one who’s had crap thrown at them. You need
to decide if you want to continue going through life