RobotPolarBear
" He waited for a second, savoring the birds tweeting, a soft wind blowing, the constant squeaks of his wheelchair silent, and very, very distant yells from a playground, maybe his school's, far away. This was what seemed like the definition of "color" to him."
He had a bit of trouble getting around, given his disabilities.
Charlie was born without eyesight and later became disabled, a story he didn't like to think about.
Life was very much a blur for Charlie until he receives a letter from a stranger.