Layers of sticky grime had built up over years on the door. Lizzie added fridge to the endless list of items for the dump. As she opened the door, the smell hit her like holiday heat when you leave the airport. The whole house had an odour, unpleasant and pervasive but this was something else amid the lumpy milk, liquid carrots and inexplicably her Mum’s purse. She knelt with a bin bag, sliding the contents into it with her nose covered, remembered coming home from uni, and her joy at seeing that fridge, very much cleaner, crammed full of treats.
Pamela Kennedy
27/1/2023 09:39:56 am
You described that scene so well. I could almost smell the decay...
Suzy Rosen
27/1/2023 09:16:53 pm
Very poignant. I too could almost smell it!
Padmini
28/1/2023 12:41:36 pm
The last sentence was touching. Unfortunately, loved ones move away and household appliances don't last forever.
Sue Clayton
29/1/2023 01:42:27 am
Nasal senses stirred. Great title too. Comments are closed.
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