Eyes don't lie.

Chapter 6.

Ethan.

I start walking down the street with this free GPS I found in the apps store of my cellphone, trying to get to the Kaffe Kazz. Everything seems different since yesterday, because of Dr. Fischman's meeting. I'm not alone, and there are people with different kinds of eyes, staying in the dark because of fear of rejection.

When I get to the Kaffe place, Dr. Fischman is already waiting for me, alone, in a two-people table. I offer him my hand for him to shake it, but instantly put it back, reminding myself that he's blind.

"Did you just offered me your hand?" He says, laughing.

"How the heck can you tell?" I answer.

"When you're blind, your ears and skin becomes your eyes. I could hear as the wind rushed from when you returned your hand to your side. Just as I could tell when you entered the room, because of those shoes noises." He says.

"That's awesome." I say, smiling. He smiles back.

"So, Ethan. You said you had a lot of questions." He says.

"Do you really believe I'm one of those different cases?" I ask him.

"I don't know for sure, Ethan, it may be just a normal case but with the little difference of a third color. Or it could be something else, of course." He says, thinking. "I promise you, I'll find information and I'll do some research about it, but I need you to be patient."

"Of course, thank you. And tell me more about different cases, it's so interesting".

The days were going fast and I needed something to search, to keep my mind active and not to worry about my eyes. So I decided not to look for different cases, I decided to look for cases we all know, but asking people who live with those cases every single day. So I start looking for people that make meetings just as Dr. Fischman. And I find someone.

Psychologist Kenia Riendma. She makes conferences for people interested in the topic or people who needs to do what she does: ignoring what their non-colored eyes ask; evilness.

Her next conference will be on November 8, with the topic of Children. Maybe I could look around for it. See if I can get anything from that. But first, I can speak to his neighbor, Miss Lou. She's an every color-eyed lady. She falls in love easily, but she hasn't found true love. I walk outside with the objective of being invited for a cup of tea, as usual. But I see her house empty. I get back into my house and realize my mother laughing with someone else in the kitchen.

Miss Lou.

I sit down next to them and say Hi to Miss Lou and kiss her cheek. They keep talking and obviously, they talk about love.

"I hate being alone, and everything has been so bad since Michael." She says.

"But... how is it? To fall in love easily?" I ask her.

"Oh my little boy. It can be a bless or a curse. In this world, all you need is love. When you fall in love easily, you have the chance of getting someone easily. Or difficulty. But love can make you do horrible things. Having this bless or curse of falling in love pretty easy, it's also having the ability of revenge and hate. If someone rejects you, you feel the need of hurting them, of getting revenge. And that is something that people don't know. But if you do find the one, it is the greatest thing of your life. Cause finally you can get what you were born to find, what you were born to suffer just to get there. It's difficult, but it is what it is, and just how your mother says, Eyes don't lie, my boy".