Waiting for the Way Home

The Blind Crossing series: Modern-Era Story He had been pursuing that case for three years. He pursued it until he lost sight in one eye, until he was transferred from the front lines to the archives, until everyone told him, “Let it go.” He didn't. The day she came in for a psychological evaluation, she knocked on the archive room doorframe. He turned and looked at her with the eye he could still see out of. “Miss Lin,” he said. She didn't know him. But he knew her, ever since the missing-person case file from three years ago, ever since he carved the character “Lin” into his fountain pen. They investigated cases together, grew closer together, and listened to each other's voices in the office late at night. He said, “Marry me.” She said, “Yes.” Then he went on one last mission. The man she was waiting for died that night, without her ever knowing.