A Man's Meal And Relief

"I need a steak after what I been though!" I mumble as she walks me out of the hospital to her car.

" I know just the place!" She grins as she buckles me into the passenger seat, climbing in to the driver's seat.

She sets off without telling me where we're going. Fifteen minutes later she pulls into a bungalow with a white picket fence surrounding it. Before I have my seat belt off, Olivia comes around and opens the door, helping me get out without seeming to be condescending.

"Welcome to Chez Olivia's" as she escorts me to the front door, unlocking it. Inside she makes me comfortable on her sofa before she goes into the kitchen. She returns but not before I hear sliding noises come from the other room. "Dinner will be ready in fifteen minute!, How do you like your steak?"

"Medium rare please!"

She goes back to the kitchen, sounds of knives hitting wood can be heard, then the rustling of plates, again the sliding of what I take to be a door. Sitting back my wrist starts to throb when I accidently hit it against the arm of the couch. Taking one of the three codeine pills that the hospital supplied me until I can get my prescription filled in the morning, I dry swallow it, just as Olivia comes in announcing "Dinner!"

The steaks were done to perfection, as was the side dishes she served. Not only is Olivia good looking, but she's also a great cook!

Olivia retreats to kitchen to make the dessert and I help myself to a glass of cognac from a bottle standing on the table. It strikes me as a little odd that there was only one glass. Suddenly the light seem to be swirling then I pass out.

When I come too, Olivia is bending over me, shaking me with a concerned expression on her face.

"Silly Sam!" she admonishes me, did the docs not tell you not to have **** with your codeine?"

"Umm, no? why?" I slur

"Opioid analgesics enhance the CNS depressant effects of ethanol, especially after you've had an injury like yours!"

"Umm, and what does that mean?"

"Codeine plus cognac makes for a sleepy Sam! This is only for me" she say, finishing my glass.

"Actually," I yawn, "I wouldn't mind a nap right now"

"You'll have to stay in my room, but I'll have to check your vital signs every 2 hours"

I'm too sleepy for any of this to make much sense to me right now, all I can remember is that Olivia's room is simply decorated in light blue with etchings of mountain-scapes on the walls.

She's also not the kind of girl who drowns the bed in pillows