Zlaw’s Echo

When he came home from work that night, he found the house darker than expected, given his girlfriend should have already been home. There was usually a very clear light coming from the kitchen, any room upstairs, or the living room, but tonight, there was only a faint glow emanating from that last room. Perplexed, he hung up his coat and bag as he always did, and went to enquire what was going on. Maybe there was a power outage and she hadn’t known how to rearm the circuit breaker? The rest of the street definitely had power; he’d seen streetlights and lit up windows around him as he made his way in. “Honey! Welcome home!” His girlfriend was indeed there, surrounded by candles, but that was not all. First of all, the candles were scented, which meant they had not been picked simply out of necessity. Second, there were bouquets of fresh flowers here and there, which was unusual. Finally, their coffee table was covered in all his favourite treats: chocolate, candy, and pop corn. ...