Author's note: Well I've decided that I've been getting lazy with writing these chapters and then expecting you guys to tell me how wonderful it is. Ha-ha So I'm going to work harder on them and then have you guys tell me how wonderful they are! Ha-ha jk. Well I am working harder on them but I don't expect you tell me how wonderful they are! Ha-ha
Disclaimer: I don't own crack the egg. I own an egg that I can crack though.
I woke up to a wonderful smell. I turned around behind me to see Erik working hard in the kitchen. I smelled bacon, eggs, and pancakes. I got up, with out him realizing and went into the bathroom to get ready. I took a quick shower and jumped out trying to towel dry my hair. I washed my face and began applying makeup. When I finally approved of my image, I began working on my hair. I tried several different things, but in the end I just scrunched it and left it down.
I walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen area. Erik had the table set with wonderful food. I sat down and waited for him to join me.
"You look wonderful." He said. "Well, actually, you should after spending an hour and a half in the bathroom." I laughed and said,
"You should see how long it takes me to really get ready. I think that's the shortest time it's ever taken me!" he laughed and began eating. I took that as a hint to stop talking and eat. After a few minutes of awkward silence, I decided I couldn't take the quiet any more. I said, "So, what do you have planned for today?"
"Well I thought we could go for a ride in my plane."
"You have a plane?" I asked in astonishment.
"It's an old model, but very sturdy and has good gas mileage." I began to get very nervous.
"I'm kind of a little bit of a lot terrified of flying?" I asked more than said.
"Have you ever flown a plane in your life?"
"No." I looked down at my food.
"Then how do you know if your afraid of it or not?" I could feel is stare boring into my forehead.
"I'm deathly afraid of heights. I won't even jump on a trampoline anymore. What goes up must come down. And sometimes you come down really hard and break your arm just because yo9ur sister wanted to play crack the Elizabeth's arm." (Another true story) (Crack the egg)
"You're mumbling, dearest." He said. I pulled a face at the dearest part but decided to ignore it "Get dressed and I'll figure out how to get you over your fear. I nodded, reluctantly, and went to go put my clothes on. I was still in my pajamas.
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I pet my dog and loaded him into my SUV. Elizabeth took just as long getting dressed as it took me to get completely ready. She was very slow. Then about 20 minutes later, I saw why. She came outside in a tee shirt advertising The Beetles and some very good fitting jeans. Now the part that really impressed me was her hair. She had it long and curly at the breakfast table, but when she came outside, her hair was long, very long, and straight. She smelt good too. It was like she was trying to torture me with her smelly goodness. I opened the door for her and she climbed inside.
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I was so nervous! Erik drove me all the way out to a field where there was storage for the airplanes. He forced me out of the car and told me to open up the one numbers 666. I cringed at the number but easily found it and opened it. I saw the plane and realized that he would make me fly in it no matter what I did. I sighed and opened the door further.
Next time on A Lost Heart - Erik finds away to make flying enjoyable to Elizabeth. haha yes very interesting. (I know I said I would beg you guys for reviews... but... can I please have reviews? They make me update quicker. haha thanks!)
