We both laughed, and then stopped. An awkward silence filled the air, until I said, “What I can do, what you can do… I think they are related somehow.â€?

“What?â€?

“I mean, I can make other things move, you can make yourself move. Same action, different things.â€?

He thought for a minute. “Yeah, you’re right. That makes sense.â€?

We both went quiet, then he said, “Have you always been… you know, blind?â€?

“Yes.â€?

“Oh.â€?

‘Oh’ seemed to be his response to many things. I asked myself why I was even talking to him, why I’d even talked to him in the first place.

I didn’t really have a reason.

Maybe we did have a connection, maybe our abilities were similar. Before today, I hadn’t even known other people could do things like this.

How many more people out there had these ‘abilities’? If there was us, there were more. There had to be more.