It was a normal December Sunday.. sunflowers in the garden were bright and yellow.. happily facing the Sun.. the pigeon was calmly hanging on the branch of the tree that went high upto the next floor of his bungalow where his bedroom window opens to a scenery with mountains in the background.. and almost a frozen lake during this time of the year.
he thought he would have a cup of coffee, with some freshly baked cookies by Jane (his wife), chocolate ones were his favorite. But it was unusual.. it was almost 9.. she never slept till then.. he thought.. and went to bedroom upstairs but to his surprise,he found Jane missing from the room.
what could have happened..? where she went..? he put on his maroon robe and went in search for Jane, the woman he loved most in his life. looking to his watch he realized that he is missing her more with every second that passes by. Tears started rolling from his eyes while he walked.. he had been to almost each place that he knew his wife could have gone..
sometime later he went back home.. feeling lost and hurt by the way this morning has treated him.. Jane.. Jane.. ah.. Jane.. he cried in his heart... he was dying to see her but couldnt find her anywhere.. he went inside his bedroom.. pulled out an album.. their marriage's.. flipping through pictures.. he came across a picture that they took on their honeymoon...
Jane was always fond of trains.. she wanted her honeymoon trip to be full of train trips.. she loved to see the world beside her window.. than below. in the evening during one of their country stops.. they sat in a coffee shop and ordered a "cafe de lavaza cherro ne". when the drink came she saw it had cherries crushed in the drink.. with coffee down below covered with cream with a cherry on the top of it. It was very delightful for her to have that kind of coffee as the "cherry on top" phrase turned true for the first time in her life..
soon they finished their coffee.. they talked about all and everything.. left nothing.. but about love. the cream moustache covered Jane's lips and she licked a part of it. Smith was all smiling.. Jane was such innocent and beautiful.. they talked through eyes.. they kissed..
after moments they separate.. she was all red. and he had happiness filled in his heart.. he said.. "Jane you smell like cherry.. " she blushed.. "Jane.. you also taste like cherry..".. to this Jane had a hearty laugh.. and they kissed agian... and a fotographer took a pic.. and handed over them a special moment.
soon he saw that the pic was getting drenched by his tears... he shouted aloud.. Jane..
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Jane woke up.. perturbed to what happened to Smith.. she tried to wake Smith up.. to ask him.. if he is alright..? Smith hurriedly sprang on his bed. He opened his eyes.. and ahh... that was some relief.. his Jane near him... and soon the alarm started tweeting "Good morning.. its sunday.. 7 AM.." ...
oh it was a dream.. he was shocked.. and relieved at the same moment.. he was all sweating because of this nightmare.. he hugged Jane.. and he kissed her.. he had tears in his eyes.. the fear of losing Jane even in his dreams made him cry...
he cried.. he kissed.. and then hugged Jane... with all affection and love.. she hold him close to her heart.. and after few minutes he said.."Jane.. u smell like cherries".. and then he kissed her.. "U also taste like cherries..".. to which Jane smiled.. and went to kitchen.. to prepare some freshly baked chocolate cookies and coffee..
