Muse Magic

“How’d this happen?” Drake said, out loud

Lisa helped him clean up the kitchen after the small party last night. Drake watched her walk over to her house, across the street, and went to bed.

There were a couple dirty pans on the stove, and dishes in the sink.

He rushed to the phone to call Lisa. She reassured him about the kitchen.

Remnants of the party were scattered around the living room. Drake quickly picked up the evidence before leaving for work.

The next morning while finishing the breakfast dishes, the doorbell rang. Drake opened it to see Lise wearing a wide smile.

She threw her arms around him, “I love you too.”

He pulled out of her embrace, “What are you talking about?” holding her gaze.

“You called me around midnight, last night. Told me you loved me, then hung up.”

Drake slowly walked to the couch and sat, “I don’t remember.”

He wondered if it started again, and Drake told her about when he sleepwalked. It began as a kid, always putting so much pressure on himself to succeed. In time, Drake learned how to better deal with it.

Lisa looked at Drake with sympathetic eyes as he told her. She set her hand on top of his and squeezed. To his surprise, Drake didn’t pull his hand away. He had an overwhelming need to hug and kiss her.

With Lisa by his side, Drake never walked in his sleep again.