Love Across Time
Listening to the clunk of the knife, the sharp thud as it sliced through the mushroom, striking the wooden board below. Rachel found it quite relaxing. She usually did; cooking was a peaceful time for her. It gave her a chance to forget everything and to concentrate on the dish being created before her.
From behind, she could hear a shuffling of feet. Eddie bent down to take a cold beer from the fridge, groaning slightly as he slowly stood upright. A clear indication of his aching back.
She had told him to put the beers near the top shelf- on the side. But he insisted that he was fine to keep putting them at the bottom. To do otherwise would admit defeat. However, in their old age, she thought it was appropriate to do whatever was necessary to avoid aches and pains.
"And what are we having tonight?" he mused, coming closer to watch her.
"Mushroom stroganoff. Is that to your taste, Mr Lawson?"
"Yes, Mrs Lawson. Very much so." He chuckled, his voice growing gravelly as time went on. "But you might want to be careful; that's a large pack of mushrooms. If you add all of them, there might not be mushroom for the pasta."
Rachel sighed. "Get away with you. Isn't the football on?"
He caught the suggestion and raised his brows, chuckling again. Kissing her on the cheek, he headed back to the living room. She made it clear that she didn't appreciate the joke, but she couldn't prevent the warm feeling in her chest. Even after all of these years, she loved how bad his jokes were.
Thank you again for your support! In regards to where I see Rachel in the future, I also hoped she had gone travelling for a while and then returned to Waterloo Road. Eventually, I like to think her and Adam got a divorce and, for whatever reason, she happened to get back in contact with Eddie. And they end up together forever at WR lmao. That's the dream.