The Word of The Day is PATHOS
Sarah hated pathos of any kind, her losing her sight wasn’t something she wanted people to feel sorry for. It happened, life always did, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t carry on as normal.
Sure, it meant she needed to do things differently.
Learning braille, getting used to being in an environment, where she had to rely on her other senses. Her hearing didn’t improve overnight, but she could hear so much more than before.
A door closing, the change in someone’s voice when they were lying. Even the sound of her guide dog’s barking. If he wanted to go outside, she would recognise it straight away. If there was a stranger near their home, she would instantly know his bark was a warning.
With Merlin, she could be Sarah, but it was more than that – with Merlin she could keep doing the job she loved. A journalist, who is comfortable in the dark. There were times when she could hide in plain sight, and others where she could reveal her more solid side.
‘Penny for them,’ Richard asked.
‘I was thinking about Graham, and what he would do in this situation. He was never worried for my safety, even after my eye strokes. I just never thought I would have to worry about his.’