Cooking was a passion with both of them. He just took it a step further – burning their negativity, the cleansing act. The dough was kneaded together by both. Lumps of it would be rolled and baked till burnt. Each would tell of the fear, anger or temptation they had the past week. Then it was time for celebrating love – by baking the perfect cake and having it with ice creme to melt away the sadness. It always worked even if they sometimes skipped the burnt bread part !
Written for 3WW
in the act of cooking you expressed so much more …
Together we can do what we want … thats why they say One is 1.. but two make eleven 🙂
Bikram’s
Your prose are good. Is there more to this story?
Jaye
I mostly write scenes .. and not the whole story .. 🙂
a lovely idea! ♥