The world is darker today. Not because Iâ€™m blind. My world is always black. But this day my heart is broken.
I sit for a very long time next to the door. I long for her smell of fresh cut flowers, her touch and her gentle voice.Â I visualize her face. I see the fullness of her lips and the deep compassion in her dark eyes. She is the most caring human Iâ€™ve ever known. I long for her comforting arms around me.
People come up and pet me. One nurse offers me a bowl of water. I remain aloof, not wanting to be distracted in caseâ€¦ in case thereâ€™s some word. She couldnâ€™t possibly be capable of being with me now.
Bay leaf and ocean scent assault my nostrils as I feel Ashlundt pass by into the ER. I stretch my nose toward him, searching for some sort of hope. I feel his desperation as he hurries past me with two words, â€œStay, Luke.â€
My stomach growls. I suppress the hunger. It doesnâ€™t matter now. In trying to push away the anguish, my mind wanders back to when Sara left us. I was younger and not blind. She wanted to protect Ashlundt from the pain of her cancer. She must have known that he wouldnâ€™t be able to cope with her being sick.
Iâ€™m not sure what makes him tick. It has to have something to do with his brotherâ€™s surfing accident. He blames himself to this day. Maybe thatâ€™s why he canâ€™t cope with illness or imperfection in those heâ€™s supposed to love. I once was his golden boy. We went everywhere together. Now, my blindness has pushed him further away from me.
I still feel Ashlundtâ€™s athletic strength every once in a while. Heâ€™ll brush his large hands over me, and I can visualize his big frame and angular face bathed in his long, sun-lightened hair. I wish he knew how to cope with my blindness. Itâ€™s hard not to take it personally.
I wish I could cope better with my loss of sight. Iâ€™d always been a watcher. It must be part of my Lab nature. What scares me the most is that I canâ€™t observe my humans, or help them now. Sara has always depended upon our unspoken bond. Ashlundt is another story. Iâ€™ve been through tough times with each of them, and Iâ€™ve had to be more like that human detective, Sherlock Holmes, than a dog for them. I am the product of a broken relationship.
Luke, an intelligent, 89-pound yellow Labrador retriever, has an odd ability to understand human conversations and actions. When his owner’s girlfriend, Sara Colson, discovers she has breast cancer, Luke is the sole secret keeper of her disease. Not knowing if she’ll survive, Sara leaves her boyfriend, Ashlundt Jaynes, to shield him from the pain. Luke, knowing how to give unconditional love, is the catalyst bringing the two lovers back together and helps them stay together while Sara and Ashlundt overcome a series of life-changing events.
At the heart ofÂ Luke’s Tale by Carol McKibben is the story of two lovers and their struggle with unforeseen disillusionment to build a lasting relationship – and the loving, furry creature who is devoted to them beyond all reason.
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Carol McKibben was a magazine publisher for 20+ years. She has published Lukeâ€™s Tale, Riding Through It and Snow Blood Seasons 1 and 2. Lukeâ€™s Tale was included in the Summer Solstice Top 12 Book Pick List. Carol writes from the heart of a dogâ€™s eyes. Her books help support her dog rescue efforts and focus on unconditional love. Carol and her Labradoodle Neo and Labrador Retriever Thor are currently finishing Snow Blood Season 3.