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See Part 1. But you knew that already.
It's amazing how you take light for granted. I mean even at night when the sun goes down and you turn off the lights in your house, it's never truly dark. There's always the street lights streaming through your window. The numbers on your alarm clock provide an amazing amount of light. Anyway my point is you truly can't comprehend darkness until you experience it. I'm experiencing it. "Donna. Do you have candles?" I turn towards what I assume is her direction. "In the cabinet in the kitchen." So I walk towards what I think is the kitchen. "Josh do you know what cabinet?" I guess she's following me. "Donna there are two cabinets in that cubicle you call a kitchen." "Okay, I'm just saying." I feel around one cabinet. All I can feel are boxes and cans. I assume this is the food cabinet. I move on toward the next one. Plates. Dishes. Cups. Candlestick holder. Bingo! "Ding. Ding. Ding. We have a winner." I notice that the candlestick holder already has candles in it. And there are matches lying next to it. "Are you always so prepared?" "I'm a single girl Josh, living alone. I lead a very cautious life." I accept her answer. I feel better knowing she's ready for anything. I turn to walk back to the living room. "Ow!" I crash into something hard. Donna! "Josh!" Our little walking and talking bit doesn't really work without electricity. The pain subsides when I realize I can feel her breath mix with mine. She's that close. Heat rises through my body. I think there's enough electricity brewing between us to power the whole block. She's silent. I choose to take that to mean she's experiencing this amazing thing too and is too dumbstruck to speak. "The food." She breaks the tension first. Thank God. Given another second in that position I could have done something stupid. I'm freaking out again. "Food?" It comes out as a squeak. I'm resorted back to prepubesence. "In the fridge. It's going to spoil." She says this fast. Too fast. "Oh, right." "I have ice cream." She says gleefully. "I could go for that." So that's what we do. We go salvage the ice cream and head towards the couch. No touching. No kissing. Just two people eating ice cream. Disappointing isn't it?
TBC.....................
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