15 November 2016

Bacon Mysteries

I knew we were having BLTs for dinner, but when the smell of bacon hit me as I walked down the stairs, my chest heaved as though I was going to burst into sobs.

Of happiness.

I paused on a stair, smiling broadly, and took a deep breath.

No tears, not even a watery eye, but it had been so close, like I could see it through the veil of another existence.

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