"It's Monday. The Jewel is going to be serving seafood cataplana today," Lee said later that evening. Cataplana is what they called paella. Tory had intended to head straight back to the apartment. She was a little tired. Mondays were always rough because she hated leaving behind their lovefest weekends for the reality of the real world. Mmmm but the cataplana at the Jewel of the Azores was the best thing in the world. And it also meant that she wouldn't have to cook. Tory had gained a renewed love for cooking since being introduced to the das Torres family. Their lives revolved around food, which is the reason that even though she had dropped several pounds she was destined to remain a 'big girl.'"Mmm that sounds good, baby. Let's do that." They had to search for parking. The Jewel had been featured in the city newspaper and now reservations were a must—well at least for anyone other than family. One of the nephews had designed a website and the traffic there was unbelievable. Ther
"I know I'm supposed to put a ring on your finger…but I wouldn't dream of trying to pick out your engagement ring. Maybe we can do that this weekend."His brothers were there slapping him on his back and joking that he would have to do the entire thing all over again. Lee's sisters were kissing her and wiping the tears from her cheeks and then someone thrust a telephone into her hands. What the-?She heard someone speaking rapid Portuguese and she knew that she was speaking to Lee's mother. Anxiously she covered her other ear and strained to hear the woman who was speaking to her from thousands of miles away. "Victoria?""Yes, ma'am. How are you?"There was a pleasant chuckle. "Congratulations. I am very pleased to have an addition to my family. It makes me proud and I'm so happy that Leandro has found someone special."Tory blushed. "Thank you Ma'am. Would you like to speak to Lee?""Yes, please. I'll talk to you soon." Tory put her hand on Lee's upper arm and instinctively he
Something heavy was sitting on her chest. She couldn't breathe, but when she realized that she couldn't move either the panic began to set in. Without realizing it, Tory groaned and tossed until a soothing hand covered hers. Instantly she settled. Before long she was resting and dreaming. Much later when her eyes finally opened, Tory's first thought was that she was very tired. She blinked and tried to focus before realizing that it was night. Why did this all feel so strange? Why was she so tired? She just wanted to roll over and not think about work, to snuggle up against Lee…Suddenly alert, Tory sat up and groaned when the sudden movement caused pain to flare up in various body parts. She looked around and realized that she was in a hospital room that was dark except for a dimmed overhead light. It didn't take longer than a few moments for her to remember that there had been a car accident, a horrible accident. Lee!Tory ripped the blanket and sheet from her lower body but re
Tory searched the nurse's eyes. They had to tell the truth, didn't they? They were under a Hippocratic Oath just like a doctor. So even if she was telling the truth, Tory wasn't sure if she felt relieved or horrified. He was alive and for that she was thankful. But he was in a coma trying to heal a swollen brain. His arms were broken; he needed arms and hands to see with. She closed her eyes in distress and felt her mother squeezing her hand. "Baby, I went in to visit him and he looked very good. He's swollen, black and blue but he looked very healthy…unlike you. You have to take care of yourself, Tory. You almost died." Her mother looked at the nurse who continued for her. "You couldn't get enough oxygen to your heart. And you have a broken rib, which can't be taped because it will further restrict your breathing. You literally cannot get up for at least another week.""Another week?" She said hoarsely. "How long have we been here?""This is your second day here." The nurse mov
"Right," Tory agreed. "They aren't unhealthy, either. You should see them go, Mama. Those ladies have enough energy to run a marathon."Francine and Kaye returned a few moments later with a nurse and wheelchair in tow. "Give me a mirror, Mama." Mama and Kaye exchanged glances and Tory immediately reached up to explore her face with trepidation. Just because Lee was blind didn't mean she was willing to give up the one thing that most people could agree on; that she had a beautiful face.Her fingers told her that she was swollen and would be badly bruised. Mentally she prepared herself for what she would see. When her mother handed her a compact mirror she saw that she had a black eye and an angry purple bruise that covered one side of her face. The oxygen mask had been replaced with an oxygen tube and she saw that her lips were also swollen. Her skin tone was off causing her to look nearly grey. She handed the mirror back, regretting her decision to look at herself. When the wheelch
"What was that about?" she asked Macey who turned away and pursed her lips tightly. Tory's face dropped. It was about her."Macey…are your parents angry at me?" she whispered."Come, let's walk for a bit." Macey wheeled her out before she had a chance to object. She glanced over at the bed to see if there was any change in Lee, but he seemed exactly the same.The two friends bypassed the waiting room where several other family members were waiting patiently for their turn to come into ICU. Mama had left to go back to the hotel and promised to return in the morning, hopefully to meet Lee--awake and able to communicate. They walked quietly down the corridor and to a private waiting area, which was meant to only accommodate two or three people but with the family crowding the hospital corridors there was usually five times that many people. Macey sat down and faced her. Tory recalled the first time she had set eyes on the full figured young woman that wore a perpetual smile on her fa
Macey and Tory headed for the ICU. None of the family was in the ICU waiting area so it appeared that everyone was now allowed into Lee's room to witness his awakening. Tory squeezed the armrest of the wheelchair. She knew that there was a chance that Lee's brain could have been injured even though no one talked about it. She saw everyone crowding around the bed and Macey pushed their way through so that she was front and center. "Mr. Torres, can you hear me?" One of the doctors asked. There were interns, doctors and nurses all crowded into the room--not to mention a roomful of relatives and a fiancée in a wheelchair. But no one moved, no one barely even breathed. "Mmm…" Came the whisper of a groan from the bed. Tory squeezed her hands into fists. Was that a groan of pain, or was it just his confirmation? She saw that his eyes were still closed but his breathing was different and he was moving his limbs restlessly."Mr. Torres, I'm Dr. Hendrix. Can you hear me?" There was no res
Dr. Hendrix and his team of doctors put Lee through comprehensive tests and then announced that he seemed very healthy despite being a bit groggy. "I have a headache," he announced."Of course," Dr. Hendrix replied. "I'll have pain medicine placed in your IV.""When can we leave?"The doctor's eyes flitted to Tory and then he raised a brow. "I'd like to monitor you for the next 24 hours and if all is well then I see no reason why you shouldn't be able to go home tomorrow. I'm not your fiancée's doctor but I will confer with him."Lee squeezed her hand gently and then a moment later the doctors left to speak to the other members of the family. "Where are you staying?" Lee said to his parents once the room was empty.Lee's father responded in Portuguese but Lee interrupted him. "Daddy, speak in English, please. Tory doesn't understand yet." She smiled at the word 'yet.' The older man gave her an apologetic smile. "We forget easily.""I'm not surprised. You haven't been to the
"Why?" Francie asked. "Why can't you wait a few years? We're just starting to know our new sister and now you want to take her away from us!""Uncle Lee, it won't be the same without you here!""You can't leave now, Lee!"He held up his hands grimly. "I don't want to lose you guys, either. But if you think about it, Flores would be a wonderful place to raise that baby that is in Tory's belly, as well as all of the other ones that we plan to create. So you see-"Someone screeched in joy and then suddenly everyone had left their seats to hug and kiss the couple.Ten sets of hands touched Tory's belly although she didn't want to say that the roundness there wasn't due to a baby bump. In light of this new information there was a change of heart. The baby would be Portuguese and that was that. The parents had no say. It would be born on Flores and then they could return to the states at a later date. It was settled. Tory and Lee just hugged and grinned. Whatever; as long as the argui
She sat down and pulled him down on the edge of the bed next to her and placed her head on his shoulder. "I can ask you the same thing, honey. Most men that would look at me would just see an overweight, under-employed college drop out...with a pretty face."After a quiet moment he nudged her head with his. "Hey, stop talking about the mother of my baby like that. I happen to be very attracted to overweight, under-employed college dropouts with pretty faces."They sat that way for a while, quiet, holding hands and thinking about how lucky they were to have each other. "Tory…""Hmm?""I need to show you something."She looked at him. He seemed worried. "What baby?""I need your computer."She led him to the computer. She had the built in voice activation turned on so that he could use it to check his emails. He sat at her desk while she watched him peck away expertly. "Is everything okay?" She asked. He looked up at her. "Yes. I found this and when my parents were here I sh
He nodded and stood. "I'm so sorry. I was being childish and lashing out because…" he ran his hand through his hair in distress. "Because you can't control the world? Earth to Lee; Even us sighted people can't." After a few moments he reached out and she gave him her hand. He pulled her towards him and hugged her. "Tory…you deserve so much more than this. You should have someone who can-""Take care of me?"He nodded. She swallowed. "Would you rather…" She stepped out of his arms. "Would you rather be with someone like Rosalind?""Tory!""Someone who can anticipate your every need and who doesn't need to be taught how to care for you? Someone who would leave her husband so that she can be with you in the right way?""For the last time, I don't want Rosalind!""Good. For the last time, I don't want anyone but you. Got it?! I don't want a guy just because he can see! I don't want to be in love with anyone but you!"He looked towards her quietly. His posture relaxed and then
The most difficult thing about being in love with a blind man is remembering that his being blind is the least of it all. Being in love with a man that had his own individual thoughts, feelings and reactions was just as much of a consideration. Tory rolled onto her side in her lonely bed and tried to sleep. She tossed and turned before falling into a restless sleep well after midnight. The ringing of the telephone woke her up and she checked the time, 9 am. She reached for her cell phone and saw that it was Lee. Her heartbeat spiked but right before she was going to answer she put the phone back onto her bedside table. Yeah, I'm chickening out. But it was more than that, she was actually a little angry. His rejection last night had been devastating. She wasn't ready for an angry confrontation—not until she at least had gone to the bathroom.She used the bathroom, brushed her teeth and then lifted up her nightshirt and stared at her stomach. Today she would make an appointment for
Tory spent hours at the hospital getting tested and treated for what turned out to be a mild case of pneumonia. Her doctor wanted to admit her in order to put her on an intravenous course of antibiotics but she begged him to allow her to go home. He met her half way and gave her a three hour I.V. and then released her. By that time it was well after six and she was nearly fit to be tied with anxiety and worry. In the hours that she'd had to sit and think while accepting the I.V. Tory replayed Lee's words, examining them from all angles and she came to a difficult realization. She needed to tell him everything about her rape. Maybe he would think that she was dirty for having an STD; the clap, and living with it for months. It was a stigma that she couldn't live down, especially since her mother and father had to be told once she was emitted to emergency. What if Lee looked at her with the same shock, disappointment and disgust?Tory stopped walking, suddenly feeling overwhelmed as h
Lee chuckled. "You are really out of it today. Are you feeling okay?""Yeah, I'm just…I quit my job this morning.""Did they hassle you?""No, it actually went pretty smooth.""Good. I wouldn't want to have to pay them a visit. I can do a lot of damage with my cane." Tory smiled and then reached for his hand and held it. "So, do you want to go ring shopping?"She forced herself to put her past behind her where maybe she could bury it again. She smiled at her man. "Hell yeah! Let's go ring shopping!" They found their rings that very day and were told that they would be ready for pick up in about a week. They scheduled their final doctor's appointment for the same day and then after the check up and the ring pick up, the plan was to visit the restaurant and show them off to the family. Lee had already called everyone to a gathering and Tory suspected that he was going to propose again but this time present her with the engagement ring. She was becoming spoiled at his attention bec
"Tory," Rosalind said quickly, "I'm not trying to interfere in your life! We all love Lee and just want the best for him-""Rosalind! Cala-te praí! This conversation is over! She doesn't want to be friends with you and that is it. For the rest of you, I need to tell you, that you are driving me NUTS! I can't freaking breathe without one of you calling or stopping by! I love you, but this has to end! Now, I know you worry but it's not needed."There was some vocal disagreement and Lee argued back. Rosalind got up and left the table. She collected her boys and then left the house. "Lee, I can't believe that you think that we can just turn off our love for you!" Francie stated. "STOP IT!" Mr. Torres stood and slammed his fist on the table. "You children are worse than the ones playing in the other room!" He looked at Tory. "Please forgive us. You must think we're a crazy family."She smiled. "A passionate family. A loving family…but yes, a little crazy, too." There was a single c
"Rosalind, watch your mouth.""I don't mean any disrespect. These are just the words of a broken hearted woman." She stood. "Excuse me. I'm going to take cerveja to the men." Tory counted to ten…and then to twenty before she felt it was safe to stop gripping her chair handle so that she wouldn't jump down Roz's throat! "Who invited her?" Macey muttered after a few quiet moments. Everyone chuckled. At dinner Lee was having a tough time feeding himself because it was too difficult to cut the beef with the cast. Tory took great pleasure in feeding him and shushing him when he complained that he could do it. She delivered a kiss to his cheek to quiet his protests and then the men laughed and complimented him on figuring out how to be served so efficiently. Tory joined in the good-natured razing and despite the careful glares by Rosalind, Tory felt like everything between her and the Torres family had returned to normal. During dessert, Rosalind commented that she would be willing to
"Tory, if I had my fondest wish, it would be for you to quit work and to allow me to take care of you financially."She made a face. "But then you'd have to give me an allowance…""No. Why would you need an allowance for what is essentially ours? The only thing I'd ask is that if we make any major purchases we discuss it first. Other than that what's mine is yours; ours.""Well…" she bit her lip. "I do have these student loans...""Tory, I make a hundred and twenty thousand a year without even trying. I can make double that just by transcribing more books. Visually impaired people are always going to want books, even in the digital age and there is never going to stop being books that people need transcribed. I have great benefits and my boss is also a personal friend of mine. We've been buddies since we met at the blind academy when we were both sixteen. When he started this company I was the first person he contacted and I've been with him for ages. So I'm in a secure job, my fi