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Cain took a bite of a hamburger that she made and grimaced. She put it down next to the vegetables. She started to eat the vegetables without much enthusiasm but gave up. Instead, Cain dipped a biscuit in chocolate syrup.
"What is it?" asked Gina, as she put down her hamburger. "Is it that bad?"
Cain pushed her plate away and wiped her mouth with a napkin.
"I'm tired of eating faux burgers, faux meatloaf, legumes and beans. Aren't you tired of it?"
Gina nodded yes.
"Do we not have any ketchup or something?"
"We ran out a month ago," said Gina, as she helped herself to some vegetables. "We do have Tabasco sauce."
"I wish we had meat, red meat, white meat, any meat, if we could only have real meat once in a while."
Cain's latest food fantasy for the week: filet mignon, small potatoes with lightly sautéed, pearl onions and portabella mushrooms cooked in real butter with no vegetables. Brie cheese with a crusty loaf of bread and a triple layered chocolate cake with red wine served in a crystal glass. She would even settle for a real greasy hamburger and fries.
"Just pretend it's something else. That's what I do," said Gina, as she gave Cain the Tabasco sauce bottle.
"Tell me what your fantasy meal is?"
Gina hesitated and finally spoke.
"Remember that restaurant by the lake. We had lunch there before we came up here. I ordered the venison and you ordered fish. I know it wasn't a fancy restaurant but it was nice."
"Yes, I do. The food was alright; it turned out you preferred what I had so we exchanged plates."
Cain also recalled they had a little too much wine as well. After lunch, they went for a stroll along the lake and rested in each other arms near the lake.
"Shouldn't we be going?" asked Gina. She sat against a boulder with Cain resting in her lap.
"Mmm, I'm enjoying myself with you," smiled dreamily Cain, as she pulled Gina closer. Gina bent down and softly kissed Cain.
"I wish the water was warmer, I would love to go for a swim," said Gina, as she looked at the lake and then back at Cain.
"We could come back when it's warmer," said Cain, as she ran her fingers in Gina's long hair. Gina shifted her body and rested beside and Cain pulled her close and kissed her.
"I am so glad you convinced me to take some time off," whispered Cain. "I haven't had vacation for a long time." She watched Gina unbuttoned her blouse and then taking off her bra.
Gina also remembered that day. After they made love, Gina was snuggling in Cain's arms and rested her head against Cain's. She had enjoyed the warmth of Cain's body.
Cain cleared her throat, "Gina, could you please pass the water pitcher." She felt flush and choked up.
Gina was silent and was deep in her thoughts; she finally responded.
"Here it is, I think I need a drink of water too," replied Gina, hoarsely. "I think I may have a dustball in my throat." Her cheeks were warm and felt relieved when she finished off the remaining water in her glass.
Changing the subject, "How are your plants coming along?" asked Cain.
"Good, I noticed a few buds emerging a few days ago. I do hope they survive. When the last freeze passes, I'm going to take them out for some fresh air. I know the summer season is short up here but the sunshine would do them some good," said Gina, as she helped herself to some more water. "What about you?"
"The plants and vegetables are fine. Low maintenance if you know what I mean. I've been thinking about something lately. I want to plan for an expedition for meat," smiled Cain. "There has to be other mountains that have life. Some may have lakes above the clouds."
"That could mean fish and fowl," said Gina, excitedly.
"Exactly, and also some four-legged creatures," grinned Cain. "I'm going to study the maps and aeronautical charts."