Two Different Eyes


You can singlehandedly create a causal relation between two things that are currently unconnected — a word and an emotion, a song and an extreme weather event, wearing a certain color and winning the lottery. What cause would you link to what effect, and why?

Jenny had two different coloured eyes. One was the deepest sapphire blue and the other a magnificent oaky brown with just a hint of olive green stretching out from the pupil. The story goes that when you have two beautiful but varied eyes as Jenny did one can see into the next world, into the future.

From the time she was a toddler, Jenny’s mom, a single parent named Marlene, would bring Jenny to where ever or whom ever she was visiting and Jenny was supposed to say something to her mother’s hosts about some lost loved one or say something about the their future.

Truth be told, Jenny didn’t have to say to much and people would assume she was talking about some dead relative or dog that was trying to reach them through the after life and tell the people that they were okay. Or people might assume whatever they want. Jenny became very gifted at reading people, their emotions, what they wanted to hear, what they liked to hear, and she was a very good listener who picked up on details in conversations and looked at physical details around homes.

Jenny knew none of it was true and by this time she was only 5 years old. But she knew mommy and her needed money to eat and she had to often gone to sleep on an empty tummy. As she became older and went to school she could read her classmates and teachers all who commented on the piercing blue of her one eye and the darkness that overtook the other as she used her talents of perception to tell high school student’s that they might pass or fail if they did this or that. Or that this cheerleader would no longer be a virgin after visiting her boyfriend from another school that week. Student’s held her in reverence because what Jenny told you seemed to always come true even though the simple truth of it was, Jenny could not see into the other world anymore then you or I can.

But there was this one time Jenny was asked a question by a guy. He was a senior and bit like her quiet and kept to himself. The strangest thing about him was that he had one purply-blue eye like a bruise, and the other eye was solid black. No one in the school knew if he was like Jenny. His name was Dex and Dex was in and out of school as he pleased. Although he looked more like a James Dean type, he was extremely smart and passed his classes with barely a scribble. Most of the girls secretly adored him but he never showed any interest, but he liked Jenny.

Corning her in a deserted hallway at the high school one day he tapped Jenny on the shoulder. Her blond hair with pink highlights swung in his direction. ” What would you like?” Jenny muttered in a hurry.

” I have a question” Dex told Jenny with confidence. Jenny held out her hand and Dex stuck $10.00 in it. ” It’s an important question” Dex smiled automatically putting Jenny’s unruly curls behind her ear. ” I want you to tell me where I might be going this weekend and with whom. I need to know if I’ll be as close to this person as I think I might be. I want you to tell me why she lies and why she won’t lie to me?”

” That’s a lot of questions” Jenny said holding out her hand and Dex placed another $10.00 in Jenny’s hand. Inside, Jenny was quaking. She knew you had to be careful of people like Dex, people who could see through lies. She didn’t know what she was going to tell him but when he placed the second $10.00 in her hand he didn’t let go of her hand. He held it tightly in his larger calloused hand and Jenny shivered.

Suddenly, she began to see things she never had before. In her mind she could see her and Dex in his rebuilt 1979 Mustang. They were talking animatedly and later she saw them playing in the water. Dex kissing her and leading her up the stairs to a giant light filled bedroom where he gently held her and became her first. She saw years from now, her and Dex, her belly ripe with child and another little one holding her hand. He had two different coloured eyes. She saw her and Dex holding hands as a middle aged couple, as an elderly couple.

Dex it turned out could actually see what Jenny claimed to and if you would have looked at her then you would have seen something strange happening to Jenny’s brown eye. Sapphire blue was mixing with the brown and shading out Jenny’s oaky eye so her brown eye now looked the same as her blue eye except for a little green near the pupil. ” You won’t lie anymore” will you, Dex asked Jenny. Jenny shook her head, she had seen the change of her eye in her mind as Dex still gripped her hand.

” Did you, can you, see all that?” She asked. Dex nodded letting go of her hand and pushing Jenny’s hair off her white forehead. ” Is it true?” Jenny clambered unsure of herself. Afraid, of being exposed for the first time ever.

” Yes, it’s true if we want it to be” Dex replied. “We always have choices Jenny.” Jenny breathed deeply and let the air out through her disbelieving lips. Dex leaned in and placed a kiss on Jenny’s cheek. ” This next week is Spring break my parents have a cabin? We could go swimming and whatever you like?”

The weekend came and Jenny found herself in the lake swimming with Dex. She laid her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arm around him. He tightened his grip on her. How strange she thought. People do actually see the future. She had always thought it was a lie, a game to make money. But now she knew better and was blessed despite her checkered past.

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