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Livvie's home style cookin' Livvie breathed deeply, inhaling the wonderful aroma of her roast and fresh vegetables. She pulled out the cutting board and knifes as she began to wash the potatoes. " Don't you spoil your dinner," she yelled leaning out the kitchen doorway to check on Caleb. " Don't worry, I wouldn't dream of it" "OH really?" she asked apprehensively. "Calm down its only wine. I wouldn't dare miss out on your famous cooking." He walked over to her and put his arm around her, pulling her close. "Good," she said giving him a small kiss on the cheek and squeezing him round the waist. "Then make yourself useful and set the table." She grinned as she pushed him into the kitchen. "Your not going to make me into one of those little house wives, now are you?" Caleb asked with a smirk. "Wouldn't dream of it." She did love having him in the kitchen though. In fact she loved having him anywhere near her, especially now they weren't fighting anymore.
She began to chop up the potatoes and then she realized that she had
forgotten all about the roast. She hurried over to the oven and
grabbed the door handle. She pulled. Nothing happened, it just stayed
closed. She tugged again and still it refused to open. She pulled
harder and harder on and struggled to get it to open. By this time
Caleb had notice she was having a bit of a problem. "Olivia, what's
wrong?" "Oh it's this damn oven door, it won't open." " Here, let man
help you out with that." "Do your magic." Caleb gave it a good, hard
tug and still it would not move. By this time the roast had been
getting very brown. " Oh no, Caleb look! The roast it beginning to
smoke." Livvie grabbed her knife and attempted to pry it open. They
tried for several minutes but it still wouldn't budge. " Olivia, I
don't think I can open this without ripping off the oven door. "Well
that's just what you mighty have to do, look!" The ever-darkening
roast was beginning to catch fire. "Oh Caleb, what if it catches the
whole kitchen on fire before we can put it out?" "We're not going to
let that happen. Go grab the fire extinguisher and be ready to spray
it when I take off the oven door." "Ok," Livvie said and without
waiting another second she ran to get it.
"Ok Olivia, now on the count of three. One, two, THREE!" Caleb's eyes
went red as he tore off the oven door with ease. Olivia quickly put
out the roast with the fire extinguisher. "God that was close," said
Olivia, gasping for breath. " Yeah, but I'm going to call the fire
department just to be safe." "Good idea." With that Caleb walked out
of the kitchen leaving Livvie to inspect the damage that had been
done.
The kitchen was a mess. Livvie, curious as to why the oven had gotten
stuck leaned down to take a closer look. What she saw intrigued her.
It looked as if a pen had gotten jammed into the lock on the oven's
door. It was strange and looking at she was struck by a terrifying
thought. What if the pen hadn't ended up there by accident? She felt
as if it had been place there on purpose, but by whom and why? How
could it be, she had to be acting paranoid. That was impossible. She
was just scared because of what happened, wasn't she?
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Ok what did you all think? This is my very first story so I hope it's
ok so far. What are your opinions? Where would you like to see it go?
Please tell me what you think and if you have any ideas for me. I've
already written more than this but I might change some of it deepening
on what reviews I get back. Of curse I might not because I am a pretty
stubborn person and I want this to be my story but I would still like
to know.
Livvie's home style cookin' Livvie breathed deeply, inhaling the wonderful aroma of her roast and fresh vegetables. She pulled out the cutting board and knifes as she began to wash the potatoes. " Don't you spoil your dinner," she yelled leaning out the kitchen doorway to check on Caleb. " Don't worry, I wouldn't dream of it" "OH really?" she asked apprehensively. "Calm down its only wine. I wouldn't dare miss out on your famous cooking." He walked over to her and put his arm around her, pulling her close. "Good," she said giving him a small kiss on the cheek and squeezing him round the waist. "Then make yourself useful and set the table." She grinned as she pushed him into the kitchen. "Your not going to make me into one of those little house wives, now are you?" Caleb asked with a smirk. "Wouldn't dream of it." She did love having him in the kitchen though. In fact she loved having him anywhere near her, especially now they weren't fighting anymore.
She began to chop up the potatoes and then she realized that she had
forgotten all about the roast. She hurried over to the oven and
grabbed the door handle. She pulled. Nothing happened, it just stayed
closed. She tugged again and still it refused to open. She pulled
harder and harder on and struggled to get it to open. By this time
Caleb had notice she was having a bit of a problem. "Olivia, what's
wrong?" "Oh it's this damn oven door, it won't open." " Here, let man
help you out with that." "Do your magic." Caleb gave it a good, hard
tug and still it would not move. By this time the roast had been
getting very brown. " Oh no, Caleb look! The roast it beginning to
smoke." Livvie grabbed her knife and attempted to pry it open. They
tried for several minutes but it still wouldn't budge. " Olivia, I
don't think I can open this without ripping off the oven door. "Well
that's just what you mighty have to do, look!" The ever-darkening
roast was beginning to catch fire. "Oh Caleb, what if it catches the
whole kitchen on fire before we can put it out?" "We're not going to
let that happen. Go grab the fire extinguisher and be ready to spray
it when I take off the oven door." "Ok," Livvie said and without
waiting another second she ran to get it.
"Ok Olivia, now on the count of three. One, two, THREE!" Caleb's eyes
went red as he tore off the oven door with ease. Olivia quickly put
out the roast with the fire extinguisher. "God that was close," said
Olivia, gasping for breath. " Yeah, but I'm going to call the fire
department just to be safe." "Good idea." With that Caleb walked out
of the kitchen leaving Livvie to inspect the damage that had been
done.
The kitchen was a mess. Livvie, curious as to why the oven had gotten
stuck leaned down to take a closer look. What she saw intrigued her.
It looked as if a pen had gotten jammed into the lock on the oven's
door. It was strange and looking at she was struck by a terrifying
thought. What if the pen hadn't ended up there by accident? She felt
as if it had been place there on purpose, but by whom and why? How
could it be, she had to be acting paranoid. That was impossible. She
was just scared because of what happened, wasn't she?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ok what did you all think? This is my very first story so I hope it's
ok so far. What are your opinions? Where would you like to see it go?
Please tell me what you think and if you have any ideas for me. I've
already written more than this but I might change some of it deepening
on what reviews I get back. Of curse I might not because I am a pretty
stubborn person and I want this to be my story but I would still like
to know.