Catherine McGuire finds herself in the hospital, eyes bandaged, and beaten by an abusive ex-husband.  The calming voice of her doctor is the only thing that gives her hope that her sight will eventually return.  She can’t see the present, but visions of her past and her high school sweetheart fill her mind.  If only she hadn’t listened to her parents, she’d probably have ended up much happier.  The day her bandages are removed, she finally gets to see the man who has helped her heal in body and spirit.

 She tried, to no avail, to stop the painful chattering of her teeth. Finally, a nurse covered her with a warmed blanket. The chill passed, but now her temples pounded in rhythm to the fearful beat of her heart. She silently prayed. Lord, please let me be okay. I’m so scared.

The chorus of shouted directions in the examining room eventually melded into one loud voice, but none of it made sense anyhow. Her eyelashes fluttered as she fought to stay conscious, but the din grew muffled as darkness beckoned to her. The last thing she heard was someone yelling, “Quick, get the code cart!”