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Date Posted: 02:06:38 07/01/11 Fri
Author: asiacheetah
Author Host/IP: ppp-71-128-195-9.dsl.sndg02.pacbell.net / 71.128.195.9
Subject: Vignette 2 - Crying Over Spilt Milk
In reply to: asiacheetah 's message, "Such a Good Man - Elena's Story" on 02:02:39 07/01/11 Fri

Vignette 2 – Crying Over Spilt Milk

“No! No! No!”

Elena pulled the tray out of the oven, burning her finger in the process. She dropped the hot pan on the floor with a spectacular clatter, and sucked her thumb glaring at the burnt mess at her feet. Flames suddenly erupted from the stove top. She threw a bowl of water at it and watched in horror as the flames leaped high with a roar. She ran to the pantry and grabbed the fire extinguisher. She wrestled with the spout, crying with frustration as the fire leaped higher. Finally she got the darn thing to work and put out the fire.

She surveyed the disaster in the kitchen and burst into tears. Michael will be home soon and all she had to show for 3 hours of cooking is an open bottled of wine, bread, and cheese. She didn’t think she was so emotional due to being 4 months pregnant. She just wanted to surprise her hard working husband with a home cooked meal instead of the take outs she usually get unless he’s the one cooking.

Michael was the gourmet chef of the family. It was a good thing he was an amazing cook, since left to her own devices, she ate cereal for dinner. She rubbed her slightly rounded belly and admitted to herself that it was past time she learned how to cook since the baby would be eating solid food soon enough. Her sobs had lessoned a bit until she saw the time and how late it was and broke down crying again.

It was to the sight of his hysterically crying wife that Michael came home to. He walked up to Elena and wrapped her in his arms before inquiring: “What’s wrong?”

Elena started hiccupping as she replied: “I…hiccup…I wanted to surprise you with a nice…hic…nice dinner, but look…” She gestured at the mess in the kitchen and started wailing again.

Michael held her closer while running a soothing hand down her back. “It’s alright.”

“Hic…no it’s not.”

“How are you and the baby doing?”

“Okay, I guess.”

“Why don’t you sit down and rest.”

Michael guided Elena to a chair. Noticing the bottle of wine on the table, he asked: “Will you pour me a glass of wine?”

“Okay.”

While Elena occupied herself, Michael started cleaning up the spilt food. He winced slightly as he leaned down, his ribs still a bit sore from the last mission. Thankfully, Elena was now absently picking at the plate of cheese while her sobs subsided.

He cleaned the kitchen thoroughly, and then reviewed the ingredients in the refrigerator before starting dinner. They conversed easily about their days as he prepared their meal, making up general lies to explain his work. Michael had always made his work sound extremely boring. So boring in fact that Elena seldom asked too much about his work, which was a good thing since he had never held a boring day job and couldn’t really draw from experience.

Elena had stopped feeling sorry for herself; too busy feasting her eyes on her gorgeous husband as he moved around the kitchen. All his movements were so graceful, like a dance, smoothly completing each task with no wasted motion. His gracefulness was so unlike her own clumsiness. She hoped fervently that their baby will take after Michael.

No matter how many years she’s known him, the impact of his looks still takes her breath away. She remembered the first time she saw him, thinking he was the most beautiful man she’s ever laid her eyes on. That opinion only strengthened as she got to know him better and found his soul even more precious and beautiful.

It didn’t take her very long to fall deeply in love with him. What was astonishing was that he loved her in return. She could only thank her guardian angel for sending him to her and making him fall in love with her. She couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest woman in the world.

Michael brought the bowls of vegetable pastas to the table and she dug in with relish. She didn’t know how he could make such simple ingredients so delicious and so quickly. She finished her plate in no time and leaned back in her chair, signed with pleasure as she rubbed her rounded belly.

“Would you like some more?”

She shook her head and watched Michael in amusement. As usual he ate like a bird, eating a small portion of his meal. She doesn’t know how he keeps the heavy muscles on that spectacular body of his while consuming so few calories.

He moved to clear the table and she stopped him. “No, you cooked so it’s my turn to clean. Would you like some coffee?”

“Yes, please.”

She brought the coffee to him and cleared the table. Michael had been extremely tidy as he prepared the meal, cleaning up after him as he went. All that remained for her to clean were the plates and utensils they just used.
They moved to the living room, where Michael built a fire in the fireplace. She sat down on the sofa, leaning close to her wonderful husband, secured in the knowledge that she was loved.

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  • Vignette 3 - Mama Watch Me! -- asiacheetah, 02:08:21 07/01/11 Fri
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