feeling was more important to her than vision , and he had formed a ring of texture in hopes of pleasing her . he knocked one of the cushions off the chair , leaving it on the floor . just ray , starting to sink again , smiled . it hurt so much to stand there across from him and know that she could n't walk over there , she could n't touch him or go away with him . like a wall divided me from everyone and everything i knew . the job or the ice cream date ? '' 