When the Power Goes Out . . .

by Kate

When the power goes out, I get crabby.

Happened last night at 2:30 a.m. But first, the overhead light on our ceiling fan came on at full blast, dragging me out of deep sleep. My first thought was that someone had broken in and was shining a flashlight in my eyes. Then everything went black. Naturally, my writer's imagination went into overdrive.

My husband was awake by then and assured me that it was a simple power outage. So I stumbled my way to the dresser to get an emergency flashligh...