George

I inhale her scent, somehow realizing it's something I never did enough in the past. She smells like something delectable... What is it? I can't place it. Has this been what she always moved through the world wearing? A scent so tricky to my nose? A scent that reminds me of rainy days in the house where cookies were baked or a full turkey would be brined.

This woman was my wife for three years. How, as I move into her space, am I unable to find the smell ...