It was a bright Monday morning. The passengers sitting in the chartered bus watched with sympathy as the beautiful young woman, with the walking stick, carefully made her way up the steep steps of the bus. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the seats, she moved ahead, walked down the aisle and found the seat that the conductor said was empty. Finally she settled in, placed her bag on her lap and rested her stick against her leg.
It had been a year since Sara became blind …

Little Rex was bored as he had nothing to do. It was a windy day. The courier guy barely made it to the front door of Rex’s house. When the door opened, his mom Mrs. Gomes took the letter from him, but before she could say, “Thank you”, the letter blew out of the man’s hands, into the house and the door slammed in his face. Mrs. Gomes ran to pick it up.
Rex was watching the windows open and then shut, open and shut. “Mom can I go outside?” he …