The Absence of Light

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.

©2021 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.

33 Comments on “The Absence of Light

  1. My first response was this must be a cult moment, nibbling truffles with a coven, kind of “Rosemary’s Brunch”.

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  2. Ooh, I’m not sure if I’d be brave enough to eat truffles blindfolded, Linda. I’d be afraid I’d get them everywhere – not very romantic! I’d also be nervous with someone telling me I’m good enough to eat. I love the appeal to the senses in the final lines.

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  3. Really liked the atmosphere in your story. Made me feel how nervous I would be, how much trust you’d have to have to participate. And yes I too has heard of the “Dining in the dark” experience.

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