If You Could See What I Hear

Chapter 14: Sunday and Monday


Jensen’s life is changing continuously at this point. New things keep happening to him Some of it due to Jared, but others just because of who he is.

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Jared had called around on Saturday and found a church that did not frown on same sex relationships. Not that he and Jensen were in one but he was hopeful for the future. The two of them left the house at 8:30, dressed in suits, Jensen carrying a Bible. Jared didn’t have one.

They stopped at Denny’s for breakfast and arrived at the church ten minutes before the service. The building was beautiful both inside and out. Jensen was fascinated by the music. There was an old pipe organ and the sound was magnificent.
After the service, the pastor spoke with the two men and mentioned programs the church had, gave them some literature and asked for a good time to come visit. They were invited back.

After leaving church the two men and Gus drove to the aquarium. Jensen kept questioning on how he would be able to experience it. Jared just smiled and told him to wait and see.

They parked the truck, got out, removed their jackets and ties, and Jensen rolled his sleeves up and undid about four buttons on his shirt. Jared smiled in approval.

They entered the aquarium and Jared kept Jensen behind the others in each room. He had him place his hands on the glass, and lean his head close so he could hear through the glass. Jared described the scenery in the water and everything that had life within each tank. After several hours, the two men left the aquarium. Jensen was quiet.

“Are you all right.”

“Oh, yeah. I was overwhelmed. I never, in my wildest imagination, thought that I would be able to see aquatic life with my senses. Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome. Why don’t we get an early dinner and we can pick up a couple of pints of Bluebell and let you experience another movie at the house?”

Jensen grinned. “Almond Chocolate Marshmallow?”

Jared’s laughter rang through the parking lot as they headed over to the grass to walk Gus.

“Of course, Jen. If they have it. Where would you like to eat?”

“Some place that cooks good fish.”

They drove to the lake and went to the catfish restaurant that had been built on the shore. The weather was nice enough to allow them to sit on the veranda. They ordered fried catfish, French fries, coleslaw, corn on the cob, and green pickled tomatoes. Jensen asked for extra hush puppies. While they ate, Jared described the area around the restaurant, the birds and squirrels in the trees.

After a wonderful meal, they headed towards the house, stopping once for some Bluebell. Knowing Jensen’s love of music, Jared picked out “Seven Brides for Seven Brothers.” Both men enjoyed the music and the story line. Jensen was highly appreciative of his companion’s ability to describe what was being seen.


Monday morning, Jensen walked into his classroom, followed by Ellen.

“Jensen, the museum is sending someone by today to pick up your piece.”

“You actually did it?”

“Of course I did.”

The young man sat down on a stool by the table he was near. He put his head in his hands.

“What’s wrong, Jensen? I thought you would be happy about it?”

“I’m scared.”

Ellen’s voice softened and she spoke quietly, “There’s no need to be afraid, Jensen. You’re a great artist. They are going to be in awe of your piece.”

“That’s just it. No one is going to take it seriously once they know I can’t see.”

“Are you kidding! It will impress them immensely that you did that by touch, sound, and taste. It is too late to change it now. Enjoy the ride, Jensen. We’ll know at the end of the week if it’s been selected for the competition.”


Jared arrived at 12:30 apologizing for being late. They were going to be having a two day basketball challenge with five other colleges. It would be on Friday evening and all day Saturday. He and Josh were arranging to have referees and score keepers. Concessions had been taken care of.

Jensen smiled softly as they ate and listened to Jared talk about the coming weekend.

“Josh said that your dad would be glad to pick you up and sit with you and explain what’s happening.”

Jared watched the other man jerk when he mentioned the offer.

“He did?”

“Just your dad.”

Jensen sighed. “I’d like that.”

“Good. He’ll stop by here on Friday and pick you up and drive over to the Sports Complex. We’ll drive home together when it’s over. You can ride with me on Saturday also.”

“Okay. That sounds great!”

Jared grinned. “All right then. I’ve been doing all the talking. How’s your day?”

Before Jensen could answer, someone called out in the classroom, “Mr.Ackles!”

Jared followed Jensen out of the office.

“I’m Jensen Ackles.”

“I’m with the museum; here to pick up your piece.”

“Oh, yeah. Over here.” Jensen walked across the room to the other door. He opened it and pulled out a cart with a covered piece of art on it. The two men took the cart outside to a van with the museum’s logo on the side. Jared followed behind.
As Jared and Jensen went back inside the building, Jensen spoke softly, “I guess you want to know what that was all about?”

“Well, yeah. They just took your work?”

“Ellen entered it in the art competition this year.”

“That’s fantastic!”

“I guess so.”

“Well it is, Jen. If Ellen thought it was good enough that means you’re really good and you deserve the chance to prove it.”

Jensen remained quiet.

“Jen, you don’t live with someone who doesn’t believe in you. I do. You created something worthwhile. You can win this.”


It was Jared’s turn to be quiet. He looked at the man next to him.

“Yes, Jen. Really.”

A large smile appeared on the sculptor’s face. “Thank you, Jared.”

They went inside to finish their lunch.


Thank you for reading this chapter. Yes, Jensen is still a little insecure but he’s gaining every day.

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