Jan 23, 2012 18:00
For half an hour I thought I'd go insane. There was this annoyingly sweet cloying smell in the air. The same scent Sheila used either as parfum or laundry softener. Everything she ever send was smelling of that scent.
It took some time till I understood that this smell wasn't just a figment of my imagination - there are several scentened candles in mom's livingroom and their scents of vanilla and black cherries mixed and turned into 'Sheila's Scent'.
Don't know why they had to tell me of her death. It's still haunting me.
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