The smell of fresh-baked apple pie flooded her senses completely, and for a moment, she seemed to be lost, in another time and place.
She could see herself, sitting in the Kent kitchen, at the table, laughing and smiling as her best friend handed her a plate with a slice of a hot apple pie he'd just pulled out of the oven.
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