Leon had a hard time accepting what was happening. Due to natural side effects of aging, he was going blind. How was he supposed to accept it? That one day, soon, he won't be able to do his job?

That one day, he wouldn't see his beautiful wife. He wouldn't wake up and have the first thing he sees be your sleeping face. Or see your smile as you kiss him awake.

It's all he could think about tonight. Sat outside on the back porch, drinking out of a bottle of whiskey, staring at the night sky. You slept inside.