I knew he meant eyes and I knew he meant me. Max had been given the opportunity to give me sight, but she had turned it down. I didn't know whether to cry, scream, or throw something. I wanted sight. I would have sight if it killed me. You never know, but it may.
I can't stay here. I can't stand to hear or even imagine seeing anyone, especially Max. The only thing to do was leave, to run.
Then, the smell of burnt breakfast reached my nose. Crap, I thought. The smoke alarm started to go off.
Gazzy was down stairs in a second with his personal fire extinguisher. Behind him was the rest of the flock.
Nudge said, "Seriously, guys, was that another bomb?"
"I didn't do it this time, I swear," Gazzy hastily said.
"Look, guys, I.... I burnt breakfast," I said. Those words tasted really bad in my mouth.
"Whoa, that's unusual. Something is wrong," Angel said, confused, "I can tell, but why can't I tell what?"
Jeb came down the stairs.
"Wow, we can clean this up and then have breakfast. Iggy, do you want to start cooking?"
My eyes filled with tears and I turned around and ran up the stairs. By the time my bedroom door slammed I was sobbing.
Way to be manly, I thought angrily to myself.
After I calmed down, I had a plan. I would find Dr. Gunther-Hagen and demand he give me sight. Yeah, it was risky, and more than a bit deluded, but I couldn't live my life wondering if I had passed up the gift of sight.
As I packed my backpack, there was a knock on the door.
When I opened it Dylan said, "Hey, uh, I thought you might want to......talk."
"Uh, I think I'll be okay......thanks," I said. That conversation was getting really strange.
"Okay," he said, turning around.
I had to tell someone something about where I was going.
"Hey, Dylan, tell everyone not to worry."
"Yeah, okay,"Dylan said, and closed the door behind him.
Game time. I opened my window and squeezed myself through. Then, I snapped my wings out and let the wind carry me. The air was warm, with a slight breeze. I wish I could see the beautiful nature around me. For the bigger part of my life, people had been describing everything for me, and I was more than ready to see for myself. Miami, my destination, was a place with hot chicks and the oppurtunity of a lifetme.