Krystina72 (august1301704)

The smell hit me first, a wave of warm, yeasty sweetness that instantly transported me. I was no longer standing in the sterile fluorescent glow of the grocery store, but back in my grandmother’s kitchen, a haven of floral wallpaper and simmering secrets. It was the smell of her

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