Daylight Sneaking Time

Marcus’ obsession with time punctuated the regular rhythm of my childhood days. Afternoons looked a lot like this: Snack at 3 p.m. Dinner at 6 p.m. Snack at 9 p.m. Channel 2 News at 10 p.m. During the weekdays, Marcus woke up at 7 a.m. sharp, fixed his bed, showered and ate his regular breakfast of a bagel and cream cheese before the bus picked him up at 8 a.m. for his ride to Missouri School for the Blind. He kept a similar schedule on the weekends. This routine wasn’t mine, but it still guided my world. I knew that if my mom, Marcus and I were at the mall at 2...