This is the twenty-fifth part of a fiction serial, in 782 words. The smell was her mum’s bedroom. She would always know the smell of mum’s room. The only perfume she ever used, and the slightly musty smell that came from never having had a window open, even at the height of summer. Gillian knew … Continue reading Outside: Part Twenty-Five
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