دانلود رمان انگلیسی “نیمه دید، تمام قلب”

Mama, why her eye like that?” My head swiveled to the young child. Her mother and I met eyes, and her shoulders hiked up to her ears. “Sorry,” she mouthed, tugging the little girl in the other direction. Pushing the shopping cart, I continued to sift through boys’ clothes for my five-year-old son, Ermias. He stayed the night at my parents’ house so I could have some time to myself, per their request. Ermias was my heart, and I loved every moment with him. My parents, especially my father, felt like I needed some time to do things for myself, but here I was in Ross, looking for clothes for him instead of myself. That’s how it always ends up. Ermias rarely liked leaving me. He was my little helper, so he called himself. He felt like my condition called for him to be by my side 24/7. He was such a sweet kid. If he were with me and heard what that little girl had said, he would have balled his little fist up and, in his squeaky little voice, would have said whatever five-year-olds say when they’re upset at someone. It didn’t bother me. I was used to the stares from kids and even some adults. I was born with monocular vision. I still did normal things such as drive and work. I just relied on one eye for vision. Some days, I wore dark shades so I wouldn’t get the sympathy looks or the pointing from the little ones. I wanted to shop peacefully, just like everyone else.