The train from London to little Ashbury stopped at the same signal every day. I always got in the last carriage it gave me a few extra minutes to drink the three cans of Gin and tonic I had in my purse.. The only other passenger was a young man Who was blind so he could not see me drinking. We seldom spoke other than nice day or good morning. I was feeling guilty because I was I was thinking how convenient it was he could not see me drinking. And now after the divorce two years ago I had gained weight and looked awful. I was glad he couldn’t see me anyway. Not like this. I had not eaten all day just Wandered about the city Drank in Hyde Park by the serpentine and meandered through the bookstores. I had lost my job six months previously after coming back late and drunk from a three hour lunch. But I still kept going to the city on the same train every day. As though it would like I was still useful for something other than drinking. I was tipsy I know it I fell from the train at the station and cut my knee. The Blind man found my arm he lifted me up and said Are you all right? I lied and said yes I will be fine. But he insisted on getting me a cab and taking me home. I let him in my small flat and he bandaged my knee and sat with me. He chatted about everything he was really interesting. He was blinded as a child looking at the eclipse. through binoculars. He was so sweet and gentle. He softly asked me why I drank so much. I glowed red how did you know I asked.? He said he could hear and smell the *****. I told him everything the divorce my drinking my job. He held me as I sobbed on his shoulder. You are too beautiful to be so sad he said. How can you tell what I look like I sobbed. I can feel your beauty inside you Its stunning he said. He stayed with me overnight. I did not drink. And the next morning I felt clear and sober For the first time in forever. He fixed breakfast. He came back the next night and I let him in.
A year later
I have not drank in a year I feel it would be cheating on my husband. we got married a month ago I lost 35 pounds and I look like I used to. The weight will be coming back though Our new baby is due in seven months and her Daddy needs me clean and sober to describe her every passing achievement. I love him so much he says I am his eyes I say he is my heart.