He had been told she was blind. She hadn’t always been, but she was now and she always would be.
But he had his suspicions.
Her blindness was for the greater good, he was told: noble and righteous.
But he had his suspicions.
He plotted and waited to find out if his suspicions were true. He often wondered, “Okay, so she couldn’t see, but she could still hear. How come that wasn’t enough to make things right?” It just didn’t seem fair. When the opportunity arrived, he seized the moment and confirmed his suspicions.
Justice wasn’t blind; her blindfold was transparent.
Love that surprise ending, Michael! Good story.
Thank you. Glad you liked it.
Nice little vignette crafted from political commentary, though I would have gone with translucent rather than transparent. If the latter, we, the public would be able to see the eyes.
Oops, that should be: If the latter, we – the public – etc..
Perry,
I very much agree. Translucent is much more appropriate.