When Lindsey got to the Porter's house Veronica took Lindsey by the hands and lead her into the house. It was a smaller house with one floor and a small basement that she isn't supposed to know about. There were railings all along the hallway walls so that she wouldn't fall. They had labeled all the cabinets with braille writing so she knew what was in them. If she was still blind like she used to be, that would have been helpful so she still appreciated the effort. Though the railings everywhere was a little too much.
Veronica showed Lindsey everywhere in the house, describing it in detail. If Lindsey could roll her eyes she would have done so at least five times within an hour. Finally after being shown everywhere else Lindsey was lead into her room. There were two twin beds, each with a bedside table, one with a lamp and one without. There was a large window in between the two beds that looked in it the backyard. The room was otherwise pretty bare, except for a few posters hanging on the left side of the room.
"The right bed will be yours and the other bed is Charlie's." Veronica said excitedly. "Who?" Lindsey said cocking her head to the side like a confused puppy. Veronica's smile grew and Lindsey could tell that Veronica was trying to hold in her excitement at Lindsey finally saying something. "He is our other son. You will be sharing this room with him. He is at school right now and should be home within the hour. Until then you can unpack." Veronica finished, ushering Ben in with Lindsey's suitcase.
Veronica lead Lindsey over to a dresser that also had braille labels on them. The top drawer was shirts, then pants, then undergarments. Lindsey began putting her clothes away with Veronica's help. "I can do it on my own. Thanks." Lindsey said after Veronica had taken another shirt from Lindsey's hands and folded it the way Veronica liked. Veronica nodded and continued to smile as she babbled on and on about how Lindsey was absolutely capable and could do anything Lindsey put her mind to. Again, Lindsey wanted to roll her eyes.
After Veronica stood in the doorway watching Lindsey pretend to blindly put her things away, purposely making things messy and unorganized to appear as though Lindsey still couldn't see. Eventually Veronica left to start dinner and Lindsey dumped her drawers out and folded and put things away nicely. After she was done she started to set things up on the top of the dresser. Her favorite book. A small jewelry box with a few rings with braille sayings on them. One from her mother that said 'Seeing isn't believing.' Lindsey let a sad smile creep onto her face before anger turned it into a scowl.
Once Lindsey finished she began to explore the house in her head. She sat down on the bed and listened. The sound of the radio sending ripples through the halls, making everything clearer. There wasn't much of interest except for the basement. Not much sound got down there with the door closed. Veronica said that there was a door there that they held storage in. A cellar of sorts, but she wasn't allowed to go in. Veronica said it was because Lindsey might fall and it wasn't worth the risk, but Lindsey could tell there was another reason. Somthing she would have to explore.