I married a blind man because I thought he would never have to see the parts of me the world had spent years staring at.

My sister stood in front of me on my wedding day and asked, « Are you ready? »

He said that I was « lucky » to have survived.

I wiped my eyes and nodded. Then I walked toward the man who changed my life.

I met Callahan in the basement of the same church where we were getting married.

He taught piano three afternoons a week to children who never counted correctly and sang louder than they played. The first time I heard him, he was correcting a little boy’s timing with more patience than I had ever heard in a man’s voice.