Color

Prologue

The first time I remember seeing in color I was fourteen. That's when I met Sam. Samantha Hughes, she was the prettiest girl in our school. Her short sandy blonde hair that only went to her shoulders and her jade green eyes. They were her most prominent features. I was a freshman when I first met her. Not a man yet but still a boy. I was on the freshman baseball team. I remember locking eyes with her and my whole world crashed around me.

Color swarmed around me. The baseball field was actually green not a dark shade of grey. the ball was white and red. Not white and black, our school colors were purple and gold. I had always thought they were grey and black. The first color I noticed about her was her jade green eyes. I will forever remember those eyes.

To say she was shocked was an understatement. She almost fell out of her seat. I had noticed a light pink color rise to her cheeks as she looked away quickly. I didn't even have time to react quick enough before I had been hit in the face by the baseball. That's when I realized I stared to long at her. I never will understand why I didn't look away and focus on my game. I like to think it was because I was entranced by her beauty.

My father said when I became a man I would find the woman of my dreams. She would be everything I hoped for. He said I couldn't see in color until I found her. It was a rule set by an unknown force. Maybe it was God telling us we were picking the wrong person to spend our life with. I'm not quite sure.

I remember getting helped off the field and walked towards my mother who was ready to start gushing over how her "baby boy" got hit in the face. I was ready for the "this is a dangerous sport" talk from her. I never got one. Instead I was faced with the beautiful blonde who was asking if I was okay. From then on we decided we were meant for each other.

I took her out on our first date. It didn't go so well. I left my wallet at home that had all my money in it, so she had to pay for our pizza. I didn't even like pizza. I did it for her since she loved it.

About two years later I was in my junior year. She was a shophmore. I remember this day like it happened only yesterday. I was walking to my locker, high-fiving people as they walked passed me. Taking in all the beautiful colors when all of the sudden my world goes back.

It was no longer the bright colorful world it was now a dull grey color again. I didn't know what was happening. My father never said this would happen. He said I would spend the rest of my life seeing wonderful colors. Not losing my colors and going back.

I remember getting a phone call that stopped my heart. "Luke... something happened. It... its Sammy." Ill never get over hearing the heartbreaking sound of Sam's little brother. I didn't know what had happened only that my girl wasn't okay. The sound of Ryan hiccupping over the phone as he gave me directions to the hospital was the only thing keeping me sane.