The Soporific Vacancy

Story Sent in by Grady:

Amanda and I were seeing each other for a few weeks and she invited me to her apartment for a candlelit dinner. It sounded really good to me, as I had a good idea as to what followed a candlelit dinner.

I brought wine, and we sat down together on her couch in the dimly-lit living room. She had set out two plates of chicken and vegetables, and boy, did everything look good.

She asked, "Do you mind if we start with a prayer?"

She hadn't ever struck me as religious, but I certainly didn't want to begrudge her that, so I said, "No problem."

She clasped her hands together, sat back against the couch, put her head down, and shut her eyes. I waited patiently. Then, after a few minutes, she began to snore.

I lightly shook her and called her name. She moaned, turned away from me, and seemingly went right back to sleep. I jostled her a few more times and said her name. She took a pillow and put it over her head, as if to block me out. I said, "I'm going to start on dinner," and so I did. It was good, despite being a little cold by that point.

Once I was done, I cleaned off my plate in her kitchen, put her plate in the fridge, found a blanket, put it over her, blew out the candles, and left.

Didn't hear from her again.