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Chapter 4
Opening her eyes Diane rolled over discovering the empty space beside her. Tying her silk robe around her waist she made her way downstairs in search of the other occupant of the home. Similar to the night before she found Kurt in the kitchen this time however he was packing a picnic basket and hadn't noticed Diane's presence until she greeted him.
"Good morning." Jumping Kurt looked up quickly noticing his soon to be wife had arisen.
"You startled me."
"Oh I am sorry. That really was not my intention." Diane said with an apologetic look.
"No, I just hadn't realized you were awake. Good morning to you to." Smiling Kurt walked up to the beautiful woman putting his arms around her waist and giving her a quick kiss before returning to his previous occupation.
"So do I get any hints as to where you will be taking me today?"
"There may be one or two." Curious Diane looked up trying to read Kurt's expression.
"When may I receive these clues?"
"Well the first one is on the table behind you ready to be uncovered." Turning around Diane saw an elegantly wrapped package that had escaped her notice when she had entered the room. Not hiding her curiosity she picked up the package. Shaking the box she attempted to decipher the contents despite Kurt's chuckle at her actions. Shaking it one more time in a final attempt to discover what the contents might be she was disappointed when the slight ruffle noise gave no indication as to what was inside the package.
"You may be able to understand the clue better if you open the package." At Kurt's suggestion Diane slowly unwrapped the long box finding the most peculiar items inside. The first item was a straight legged, dark washed pair of jeans. The second item had been a soft, black oversized cardigan. The final item and easily the most humorous was a red plaid flannel shirt not unlike the one Kurt was wearing on this particular morning.
"I take it this is my ensemble for the day." Diane stated barely able to control the laughter that threatened to burst through her.
"That it is." Kurt said smiling at the woman.
"Well I've always felt my wardrobe needed a little more…. flannel." She was barely able to get the last word out for laughing.
"Happy I could oblige." Kurt replied with a slight nod in a clear demonstration of his country roots.
"Well I better go upstairs and get ready for the day then." Making her leave she headed upstairs still laughing and definitely speculating over what the day had in store for her.
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Stepping out of the shower Diane quickly dried herself off and made her way to the bedroom where the outfit Kurt had picked out for the day neatly lay on her bed. Beginning to get dressed she slipped into the pair of jeans and then began buttoning up the plaid shirt only adding a slim black belt and a pair of flats to the items Kurt had purchased. She then proceeded to do her hair and makeup and upon finishing she stood in front of the full length mirror examining her reflection. The sight was quite amusing, and though she would never admit it she kind of liked the simplicity of the outfit. This does not mean that she has any intention of wearing it again anytime soon, anyone who knew her would be surprised by her wearing it now, and those who knew her well would not hesitate to tease her about her changing style (she knew if Will ever discovered this she would never live it down). Grabbing her purse she caught one last glance in the mirror before heading downstairs ready for the day ahead.
Once downstairs she found her fiancée placing two identical plates on the counter that held an English muffin with a grilled egg white and various fruits sitting beside it. Looking up he smiled at the sight of her.
"You look beautiful."
"Oh yes I feel as though my inner country maiden is finally showing through. I even have a desire to watch fox news, attend a rally for back alley abortions, and go moose hunting for the sport of it." Chuckling Kurt poured Diane a cup of tea before joining her at the table to share their meal together
"So I am fairly certain you said there would be a second clue this morning."
"Yes, does this mean you would like it now?"
"Of course, the anticipation is killing me."
"You have and haven't been there before." This was true. Their first fishing trip had been to Horsetail Lake and was a great success. Following that trip Diane had actually been the one to suggest they go fishing together again. Kurt was pretty sure that it was in response to him attending a charity dinner thrown by one of the more influential women in some feminist group or another otherwise she would have been happy never to have to touch a fish again; although, still to this day she claims it was 'her desire to learn to bait her own rod'. Not that he complained going out on the lake with her was always a laugh and now that he gets to share this new sanctuary he discovered he couldn't be happier to be out on the lake once again.
"Oh so a riddle? I can't very well imagine too many places that I have been to that would have me dressed like this. Could it be the farm? Although I'm not sure how that works with the whole have and haven't been there thing" Kurt just shrugged his shoulders, feigning ignorance.
"It seems you will have to wait to find out, as that is your last clue." Kurt said as he cleared their plates. Grabbing the picnic basket he packed for their afternoon he turned to Diane to inquire if she was ready. Responding with a quizzical look and slight nod, Kurt led her out to the truck so they may embark on the adventure he had planned for them.