Sometimes when I'm sitting still I smell a lovely scent. It's not always the same scent. However, it's always fresh and sweet and a bit floral.
At first I thought it was my perfume, but, while it has a hint of lavender, it's not all lavender. Then I thought it was my new laundry detergent, but it's more floral-y. Then I started noticing that it's always similar, but it's not always the same.
Sometimes I smell it when I'm around a candle, but most often I'm not close to a candle. I thought it was some new soap that I bought, but I smell it even when I've put the soaps away upstairs, and I'm downstairs. It makes no difference where I am in the house. I smell it even when I'm not at home.
It's familiar and comforting, and I want to bury my nose in it and sink into it. Sometimes it lasts for minutes. Usually it's just a passing breath.
Katie loved lavender like I do. She had soap and deodorant and spray for her body and her pillows.
She loved fruit and ate everything in season.
It's not a scent that I associate with Katie as she was.
I'm starting to wonder if it is the scent of Katie as she is now.
I believe you're on to something.
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