He went to bed.
She went into the bathroom to brush her teeth; then she checked her email one last time and, finding none, reached up and snapped off the goose-necked lamp above her desk.Â Suddenly it was dark.Â Very dark.Â She turned in her swivel chair and stood.Â Her foot encountered the waste basket.Â She stepped around it and held her arms out.
She knew she was heading roughly in the direction of the bedroom, and she expected to encounter wall with at least one of her hands.Â The wall would guide her, she thought — but she seemed to be walking awfully far, shouldn’t the wall have been clos – BONK!
Dancing yellow stars filled her vision.Â Surprisingly, they gave off no light.Â Even so, her path was suddenly illuminated with understanding.Â She wobbled into the bedroom and climbed into bed.Â She climbed clear across the bed and put her hand on his chest, curling her fingers into the hair there.Â She said:Â “Did you hear that thump?”
He covered her hand with his (pressing tight so she couldn’t pull) and quoted a bit of an old Bill Cosby routine in which Bill says his toes were complaining, “Turn the lights on, I’m not going through this again.”
She said:Â “When I go to bed first, I leave a light on for you.”
He grunted (his way of saying, “Oh, I never thought of that.”)Â Out loud he asked, “So whadya hit?”
She said, “I smacked my face on the wall between the bedroom and the bathroom.Â I had my arms out, feeling for the wall, but one arm went into the bathroom and one arm went into the bedroom and my face bounced off the wall between.”
He was very still and didn’t answer.Â She couldn’t believe he’d gone to sleep!Â And then she felt a quiver under her fingers, the bed began to shake, and he burst out laughing.
She tried to act indignant, but her giggles spoiled it.
He said, “No one but you!”
She said, “Anyone could have an accident like that!”
He said, “Oh, love, no they couldn’t.Â You have a very special talent.”
She queried, “I am special?”
He said, “Yes.Â Â Special bus!”
She said, “Do you ever wonder how you got stuck with me?”
He said, “I’m just lucky, I guess.”