Father always said, "Go for a stroll by the river at night." It was only after he died that I understood why... He talks to me in #susurrus... eh... the language of the river . #VSS365
Petrichor
It was no more pleasant after rains. The #petrichor rising up after the first rain of the season was blended with the odour of his cigar. She wondered if she should have hid his body somewhere far and not in the backyard. #VSS365