The smell tickled my nose, pulling
me out of morning dreams and into the world of reality. To most it was just
another nicely scented candle, but to me it was a time machine. The dainty
scent of apples mingling with cinnamon took me back---back to Christmas and
falling in love, and a thousand memories with family and friends and words I
would never say again. I breathed deeply, wishing I could go back. Going back
is impossible, but we all wish it as some point or another. But for now I would
be content just to bask in that glorious smell and recall all the ghosts of
Christmas past, both beautiful and winsome.
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