Orbitation

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

100 words: Fine Line

She turned the fire down and lifted the lid to let the aroma of the mushroom soup steamed out of its metallic shell. Proud of herself, Jane walked over to the oven and double-checked that the potatoes were not too moist.

Caressing the handle of the pan, she then gently coaxed the steak onto the plates and scooped some of the leftover sauces over the medium rare meat for good measure.

“Wow! Honey, dinner looks great. Hey, does the new chair look funny to you?”

Flinging away the spatula, Jane tore the apron off and threw it in his face.

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