Chapter 3: Cookies of Love

She woke up. Glancing out the window by their bed, she saw the stars glittering in peace on the darkened sky. It was still the middle of the night, and one look at the clock on the wall assured her of that – it was 2 AM. She got up in a sitting position, and started pondering whether she should get up or not.

"Sasha, get back to sleep." The lazy, sleepy voice of Connie called from beside her, as he reached a hand up to grab her shoulder and pull her back on the bed. She soon found herself laying down, Connie's hand lazily resting on her stomach.

But she couldn't help it – she just couldn't sleep without that thing. She glanced around, waiting, though impatient, to make sure Connie's breathing was slow and steady, then smoothly rolled out of the bed, using her hands to stop her fall, as Connie's arm fell down on the mattress.

Alright, she was out of the bed and Connie didn't seem to have noticed. He was still sleeping soundly – a few seconds after Sasha slipped out of the bed, he started snoring lightly. She grinned to herself. She got up on her feet, careful not to make any sound, and walked out of the room.

She listened to the still night. She could feel the sleep sleeping in the house; everything was still, lifeless, caught in a profound slumber. Everything but the crickets outside. Walking through the hallway, she decided there was no danger of waking Connie up anymore, so she quickened her careful, slow steps, into a regular pace.

Sasha soon reached the kitchen. She almost grinned in anticipation, but the grin quickly turned into a yawn, as she covered her mouth and headed to the counter. She stretched her hand up, rising on the tips of her toes, reaching for a certain orange cookie jar on the top of the cabinet, and brought it down. Wrapping one arm around it, she slowly took the lid off and placed it on the counter, then licked her lips before digging her hand in, bringing out a round, solid mass of sweetness and crunchiness with small chocolate and dried fruit pieces – how she felt her mouth water only at the thought of it. She contently took one bite of the fulfilling snack, enjoying every second of it. Finishing one cookie, she glanced inside the jar, and took out another one. She stuffed the entire cookie in her mouth.

"Daddy, mommy is eating my cookies again!" A high pitched voice called loudly. Sasha turned in surprise to look at her four years old daughter, who was staring at her, accusingly, from the kitchen entrance.

Sasha chewed on the cookie – once, twice, the kid's accusing glare hardening with every move of Sasha's jaw. She guiltily swallowed the half-chewed cookie when she saw Connie's scolding stare as he showed up behind their daughter.

"I regret nothing!" Sasha yelled, slamming her forehead down, as she spread her upper body on the kitchen table, her arms stretched forward. She was sitting down on one side, with Connie sitting on her left.

"Sasha…" He shook his head in exasperation at his wife's antics. He had taken their daughter back to sleep, but he just needed to scold Sasha. It wasn't the first time their daughter had complained about her food disappearing. "Those are the kid's snacks!"

"But it's so good, Connie, it's so good!" Sasha looked up at him, her eyes almost teary in awe. "They're large, gooey, they crunch between your teeth, and you hear that crumbling sound in your head," Her hands were almost trembling, as she stared ahead with unfocused eyes, her entire self being focused on the mental image she had of the said cookies. Connie knew that, at that point, she was going to start drooling soon. But she turned her attention back to him, her hands grasping the ends of the table, inching closer to him with each exclamation she made, "Some chunks of chocolate are bitter, while some are milk chocolate, Connie! And it has nuts! And Raisins! And pieces of dried peach!"

He slowly leaned backwards, away from her, "Sasha, they're still the kid's cookies."

A mad grin made its way to Sasha's face. She slid one hand in her pocket, while inching closer to him, and took out a cookie. Carefully breaking a small part of it, she pushed it into Connie's face, "Eat it, Connie! Eat it! You'll see how good it is!"

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