Dressed in his finest black suit, Jake asks her, “Kat, are you sure you’re ready for this?”
“Yes.” He kisses her and turns her around, secures the blindfold.
“You look luscious, sweetheart. Good enough to eat.”
Kat takes a deep breath, “Well, you know what I always say. If it’s darkness we’re having, let it be extravagant.”
He takes her arm, they walk into the room. Kat hears collective breathing and hushed murmurs. There is an occasional clink of a wine glass. Jake leads her to a chair. She senses he has left her, and then she hears his voice. “I’m here, to your left. At the table.” Someone brushes her arm, and places a dish in front of her. Her nostrils fill with the rich earthy scent of truffles as time slows in the deep blackness. She takes her first bite and sighs.
©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Prosery Meet Jane Kenyon
Author’s Note: The challenge today is to write a piece of fiction with exactly 144 words or less and within the story there is to be the following line: “If it’s darkness we’re having, let it be extravagant.” I hit 144 exactly.