An hour later you and the boy are still standing there. You are still feeling and seeing orange but there is something else- another color that blankets you and the world.
You look at the boy. His eyes are shining. Blue, he says. That's the color blue. It is the peace and comfort, it is deep, knowing, unchanging. It is all the colors and all the feelings and it settles within you and makes a home and you feel... happy.
You are beaming at him. You are in Kansas City. You made it. With the boy, you are here.
You realize something. His eyes are the color blue.
