Some Kind of Sweet
A Wee Little Story
Scents. A funny thing. Bringing back memories of the past. Which was what snapped me out of my daydream of having sugar cookies with crushed candy cane icing for dinner. I'd eaten too many salads lately, trying to get my size 20 to a nice respectable 14. All thoughts disappeared when that scent wafted into my nostrils, made me forget about cookies and sizes. Just that scent, there was no room for anything else. Vanilla. It was what he smelled like, what he tasted like.
"Vanilla steamed milk for pick-up," the barista yelled. I had a little chuckle.
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