The sun shimmered in through the curtains of my bedroom, warm rays that pulled me from my slumber. I opened my eyes and heard my phone vibrate.
"Good morning beautiful!" it read.
My heart fluttered and I couldn't help but smile. He always sent me a message first thing in the morning.
"Good morning babe!" I replied. "How's work?"
I got out of bed and made my way to the kitchen. His next message came just as I started warming up breakfast.
"Work's okay. I probably won't be home until after you're asleep again."
Work had been keeping him from me for a while. I missed him so much.
The microwave had almost finished when the power suddenly flicked off. I cursed. I hated everything about that old house.
I went down to the breaker box in the basement and flicked the misplaced switch back on. I gave myself a moment to lean against the wall. My chest was tight and I felt the tears welling up.
Back in the corner of the basement on his old desk, I saw the lights on the black box flashing from the outage. I forced myself to go over and reset the AI program.
After I reset, my phone vibrated. Tears streaked down my face.
"Good morning beautiful!"
I tried to smile. He always sent me a message first thing in the morning.