Shane reached up and touched
the glasses, a quick grin on her face as Dana told her there was a small step,
and she lifted her foot, finding even, and steady ground.

            “***** I’m nervous.”  Shane said, dressed in black jeans, a deep
blue shirt with no sleeves and her sunglasses.  Dana was dressed in the same type of black
jeans, and a crisp green shirt, her hair was loose and she looked stunning.  Shane wished every other moment that she could
see, she missed seeing the texture and the vividness of things that peppered
her world.  Steven Jaffe had taken that
away from her, but Dana was slowly giving it back to her small morsel at a
time.

            “You don’t have to be, I’m
right here.”  Dana reassured her and
Shane had to smile, and she turned to Dana.  Her eyes never wavering and Dana thought that
for an instant, Shane could see again.

            “You smell good tonight.”  Shane said and smiled, Dana smiled too, and
Shane moved her hand down Dana’s arms, and clasped her hand.  Dana looked down, a confused look spread over
Dana’s features.

            “There, that’s better.  I don’t look like an invalid.  I look like a chick with a cool woman on my
arm.”  Shane said, and Dana flashed her
pass and the bouncer let them in, Shane began to panic but Dana pulled her
back.  She touched her shoulder and Shane
focused.

            “Remember, just take it slow.  I’m here.”  Shane nodded, the music pounding and stopped
and listened, feeling the beat, very faint shapes dancing before her for a
moment then gone again.  The doctors had
told her that she’d have the ‘phantom’
visions the rest of her life, but the changes of getting her vision back were
slim, to virtually none.  At least,
that’s what she’s said.

            “Wow.”  Shane said and Dana turned, watching Shane
take in her new environment.  She
listened, then she felt the different disturbances on her skin, the way the air
broke when someone walked by.  The
overwhelming smell of 100 different scents all at once, drifting and moving
around her.

            “Intense huh?”  Dana asked, and Shane nodded, then turned to
Dana and asked the question she’d asked a few times, only to get a cute remark
from Dana.

            “How do you know all this
blind stuff Dane?”  Shane asked finally
and Dana shrugged, thinking she’d dodged the question enough times.