Epilogue

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    One year later...

     I sat across from Seamoore at an outdoor café that had just opened in town. I had taken a two week vacation from aiding Jenna so I could spend some time with Seamoore. He would be leaving for New York in a few weeks to do a speech to encourage other blind people; young and old, not to give up and keep up the positive attitude.

     When we had met each other at the café it was something like out of a movie. I smiled at him from where I sat, wondering if he had missed me as much as I had missed him. I stood up from the table and walked into his arms, which embraced me tightly.

     It had been a few months since we had last seen each other. He was busy traveling all around the US giving speeches like the one he would be giving in New York shortly. Seamoore was now a pretty big deal in the world of blind people. An inspiration to a lot of people. How he never gave up and found other ways to entertain himself.

     After going through all the small talk and catching up with one another, we sat in a comfortable silence like we always had. It was almost like we never apart, as cliché as that sounds.

     Seamoore unconsciously twisted his bracelet around on his wrist, making me look at it again. I still didn’t know what the words on there meant. I kept forgetting to ask him, but now was as good a time as any.

     “What’s it say on your bracelet?” I asked, reaching over and twisting it around so the words were visible.

     Seamoore placed his hand on top of mine, and looked down at his bracelet. “It says “even the blind can see true beauty”. I got it after I had the surgery when I was fifteen. “

    I smiled, and kept looking at his bracelet. It was weird how that bracelet described the whole story of Seamoore and I. On a simple little bracelet it had the whole story of two people.  

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So I'm an idiot and forgot to write int eh part about his bracelet and instead of putting it in a chapter and telling you guys to check it out I just wrote an epilogue (since a few requested it). Thanks again for reading!

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