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After my hearing was damaged, my fiancé, Joseph, never passed up a chance to mock me. He got my best friend and his buddies in on it. They blasted rock music for three days straight, saying it was to get me used to the noise before the wedding. Three days before the wedding, Joseph blindfolded me. "Callie, if you can find me just by my voice, maybe I'll believe you won't mix me up with someone else." I pushed through the sh@rp pain in my left ear. b1#@00&d trickled from it. I searched until nightfall. I never found him. When I finally pulled off the blindfold, I was standing in the middle of nowhere. A dozen tape recorders were scattered around me, each one playing his voice over and over. Then my best friend called. "Callie! Thought you were gonna spend the night out there!" Joseph took over. "Harper's right. You seriously need to work on those reflexes. God, you're slow. Walk yourself home." They were laughing and sneering. Not one of them showed even a second of concern for me. I froze and suddenly realized something. I had never heard any love in Joseph's voice, not because of my damaged hearing, but because he was the wrong person. So... "Joseph, we're done." After my hearing was damaged, my fiancé turned it into a running joke. He teamed up with my best friend and his buddies to blast rock music through our house for three straight days and nights. He claimed it was supposed to help me get used to the noise at our wedding. I covered my ears and begged them to stop. They ignored me. Three days before the wedding, Joseph blindfolded me. "Callie, if you can find me by following my voice, I'll believe you'll never mistake me for anyone else." My left ear was already aching, but I kept searching until dark. I never found him. When I finally pulled off the blindfold, I realized I was standing alone in an empty field. More than a dozen recorders were scattered around me. From every direction, Joseph's voice played back one line after another. T
