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Long Lost Love Come Home Ch. 53
by Lil Italy (no login)
The drive home was quiet. Belle didn't bother playing the radio. The sun had disappeared behind the clouds, and the blue sky had turned a shade of gray. A light drizzle had started, and the tiny raindrops played musical tunes on the windshield of Belle's car.
Belle hummed show tunes to herself, that Caprice her old nanny had sung to her when she was trying to sleep.
Belle's car pulled into the dimly lit underground garage that housed her two cars and Shawn's motorcycle. Belle noticed it's absence and assumed that Shawn was probably still out. She hated it when he drove in the rain, and especially on days like this one, when the rain clouds where miles in every direction.
Belle pulled her JEEP into her designated parking space. She turned off the ignition, and sat for a moment. It was almost as if lightning had struck her, a rush of ideas flooded her brain.
Belle grabbed her legal pad and sketch book that sat on the passengers seat next to her, and she began to write and scribble down ideas, her writers block was officially gone.
Once Belle had finished with her sketches she literally ran up to her apartment, where she faxed her ideas to Paris.
Belle was so satisfied with the amount of work that she had accomplished that she decided to put all the energy she had left into a surprise for Shawn.
Belle opened up all her cupboards in her kitchen, looking for her book of recipes. She found the old book that had been passed down from generation to generation in her family. Marlena had given the book to Belle once she had closed on her first apartment. Belle never had found the time to cook, and she thought that she might as well start during her time off.
Belle turned the pages of the book, looking for a picture that looked apetizing and easy to make. After looking through the entire book, and finding nothing, Belle decided to make something she knew that she could make and wouldn't burn or ruin.
Belle filled one of her steel cooking pots just below the rim with water, and she stood there waiting for it to boil.
Belle looked around her apartment, wondering what else she could do for Shawn after his long hard day at work. And then an idea poped into her head, and Belle left the kitchen and the slowly boiling water, and rushed to her bedroom to prepare another surprise.