NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 18

Prompt: An urgent message and urgent journey / travel, historical, fictional, or fantastical. I seem to have chosen 'Melodramatic' (and no, I don't have a husband, but the scenario was amusing enough to latch onto my brain.)

#18: ON A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT

My cell phone is off for my date of the night:

Fine dining for dinner sounds just about right.

My husband’s been given instructions for food:

Lasagna in freezer. Reheat, and it’s good.

PS: The restaurant’s on XXX Street.

And now, let me finally savour my treat –

A lamb rack so tender, potatoes so smooth

A chocolate dessert to relax and to soothe.

Behold my alarm when my husband I see

Umbrella’d and drenched, running right up to me!

The house is on fire or flooded by rain!

Catastrophic visions dance wild in my brain!

Or possibly family’s in trouble – oh dear
Deceased is more likely, for him to come here…

I clutch at his sleeve. “Quickly! Tell me who died!”

“How do you turn on the oven?” he cried.