The Secret About School

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She walked into the house and the familiar sweet potpourri scent greeted her just inside of the door.  She called out, “Mom, I am home!”

A voice from the kitchen replied, “I will be there in a second Em.  Go ahead and take your bag upstairs.”

Emily cringed.  She had gotten used to all of her classmates at college calling her Emily, she hadn’t prepared herself to once again hear Em.  Her Aunt had started calling her that and it stuck.  I guess there are worse things she could be called.

She went upstairs to her old bedroom and tossed her overnight bag on the bed.  And once again the strong scent of potpourri wafted through the air.  She thought, “Did Mom put one of those simmer pots in here.  Man, the smell is strong.”

Emily went back downstairs to be greeted by her mom at the end of the stairs.  She gave her a big hug.  “Oh, welcome home honey.  I have missed you so.”

“Mom I was just here over spring break not that long ago.”

“I can’t help it; I miss you when you’re gone.”

“Well sit down and tell me all about this semester.”

Emily and her mom both sat down.  Emily was suddenly scared.  How was she going to break the news to her mom?  She just turned to her and said, “Mom, I have to tell you something really important about school.”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – potpourri

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