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The newlyweds Melinda and Marcus Stardust had just arrived to the big city after selling the countryside house Melinda had inherited from her grandfather. Little did they know that the money they had earned from selling the big and beautiful house would get them so little in the city, but madly in love they were happy to have a roof over their heads.
"Sure, it's tiny, not very impressing and a bit too stiff for both of our tastes, but at least we've got each other. As long as there's food on the table and a warm bed to slide into at night, I'll be happy", Marcus said in an attempt to be funny, but Melindas' facial impression quickly made him add "...and as long as you are in that warm bed".
"Yeah, I guess you're right Marcus, I just expected our money to last a little longer", Melinda responded noticeably disappointed while scanning the room with her eyes.
"We will be fine, with your brains and impressive ability to invent things people did not know they needed until you invented them, we'll have the home of our dreams in no time", Marcus added in an attempt to cheer Melinda up, before gently wrapping his arms around her and kissing her cheek.
Melinda then remembered what her grandfather had told her about a "taste and smell" memory, that if your brain register a smell connected to a positive memory, that memory would come to life and you would feel as you did in the moment the memory got recorded by your brain. What a perfect reason to prepare some waffles!
Waffles was the dish Melindas grandmother used to cook for her before she left for school every friday, to celebrate the weekend and all the fun and joy the weekend brings. Everytime she woke up to the smell of freshly made waffles, she knew the weekend was not far off. On the weekends Melinda and her grandparents used to go outdoors camping, skiing, boating, have picnics, pick flowers - anything a little girl could ask for on the countryside. "Housewarming waffles it is", she thought to herself as Marcus left the house to go apply for some jobs he had heard was up for grabs.
As the darkness started to fall over Bridgeport, Melinda decided to get started on her inventing in the garage, where she kept her work station. "Who knows, perhaps the cold could give me some inspiration", she said to herself as she entered the garage through the landry, sighing over the lack of a proper heating system. "If not, I could always make some decor for this empty shell of a house".
She kept working until Marcus got back home and snuggled up next to her. "I got the job", Marcus said with an overjoyed grin on his face. "Which one of them?", Melinda asked. "The one at the research facility, the one job I really wanted. Now come to bed darling", Marcus commanded. She could read from his body language that sleep wasn't all he had in mind. She giggled quietly and accepted the hand he had reached out for her to grab.
That night, Melinda had a dream about having a child, moving back to the countryside and having her kid grow up as safe and secure as she had done, thanks to her grandparents. She woke up crying when realizing that wouldn't happen, at least not anytime soon, as both Melinda and Marcus needed the big city to be able to provide for themselves, to have any future at all. She cuddled up close against Marcus body and went back to sleep, not knowing that parts of her previous dreams would soon come true.