The Sound of a Gun

Epilogue

I left the hospital the next day, dazzled by the amount of colours I had already seen.

Sitting on the ground waiting for me was Toby. He looked exactly like I had pictured. Tall and muscular, with warm brown eyes and light fur.

It was hard to think I wouldn't be needing my guide dog anymore.

But I knew that wasn't true. Of course I needed him, we'd been through it all. Together. Just like we would always be.

So, together, we set off in search of colour.