Well, I appreciate that. If I tripped or fell, I would have to explain what I was doing to my sister, and more than likely, she wouldn't understand. [ But in case he gets the wrong idea about his sister, she is quick to add: ] She would laugh even as she patches me up, of course, and say that I haven't changed at all since our childhood days.

[ She continues making her way along, doing her best to keep her senses focused on the goal: finding a place that appeals to her mind's eye and to her heart as well. She only feels a little bit foolish as she goes about following his instructions, wondering what passersby might think if they spot her.

Of course, with her eyes closed, she can't see his actions and therefore, she has no idea that anything is amiss, but when he seemingly goes silent for what feels to her like a longer period of time, she asks: ] You haven't disappeared once more, have you? [ She could open her eyes, but she decides to ask her question first, and then if there is no answer, she'll temporarily pause this test of his. ]