Blue Song at Night
He was mixing the drinks as she arrived.
Her favorite chocolate martini
but this time with a little extra something he contrived.
“Oh, my favorite, chocolate martini. Thanks.”
And he brought her the loaded concoction.
She set it down on the table
and never suspected it to be full of toxins.
“Here, I attached notes to the music sheets.
I think we’ve got a hit or two there.”
She sat down before her laced martini.
Suddenly, his doorbell rang.
“Oh. I’ll get that. I know who it is”.
She said, as she took the first taste
before setting it down once more.
She ran to the foyer in haste
and answered the door
knowing it would be Jack.
She had called him in Toronto
and he said he’d come back.
“Jack!”
She screamed as she threw herself into his arms
and began to retch, gasping for air, and falling limp
setting off Jack\'s alarms.
“What the hell, Babe, Are you OK?”
He quickly realized she was not.
He grabbed his phone and called 9-1-1.
“What the hell is going on here?”
He asked his songwriting friend.
“I don’t know.” was all he could lend.
What has she been drinking? asked Jack.
“Not much.”
As Jack picked up the drink to smell of it
sirens wailed in the night air.
His friend bolted through the front doorway.
EMT’s arrived and opened her airway
then transported her to the hospital.
She would be all right.
Police soon arrived and questioned Jack.
The one who attempted the drugging
was caught later that night.