I hated walking through towns, especially now with a walking stick, because I felt like I was shouting the fact that I was blind from the top of my lungs. I grew defensive if anyone got too close or said the wrong thing. Just ask Jade.

"Who? This?" she'd said once while nudging me. "I'm taking care of her and my brother."

We'd been strolling through Margin with Lee on our heels, and she'd said it to impress some random boy she'd met two seconds earlier. So, I'd ...