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l1ttle_billy) wrote2015-07-01 09:19 pm
l1ttle_billy) wrote2015-07-01 09:19 pm
Nilbog Island, Wednesday Night
"Okay, what do you hear?" Billy asked.
"I hear the refrigerator." Ana said immediately. "And the ceiling fan."
"Good, what else?"
Her face scrunched in concentration, brows furrowing under the blindfold. "The creak of your chair when you shift...the...wind?"
"Very good. What's on the table?"
From memory, Ana listed the items on the table, but Billy interrupted her.
"What color is my shirt?"
"Uh..." She frowned. "I don't remember."
Billy smiled. "Don't worry, you're already better than you were last week."
"I hear the refrigerator." Ana said immediately. "And the ceiling fan."
"Good, what else?"
Her face scrunched in concentration, brows furrowing under the blindfold. "The creak of your chair when you shift...the...wind?"
"Very good. What's on the table?"
From memory, Ana listed the items on the table, but Billy interrupted her.
"What color is my shirt?"
"Uh..." She frowned. "I don't remember."
Billy smiled. "Don't worry, you're already better than you were last week."