The rich aroma of garlic, olive oil and thyme filled the
kitchen, wafting into the living room where the family dogs lay napping. A bit of this and a bit of that added to the
notes of savory scents of the simmering pot of chicken and rice.
Outside the day was dreary with low grey clouds. A wind swept rain drenched the yard and deck.
A key in the lock brought the dogs to their feet, tails
wagging as George entered the house. He
inhaled deeply.
“Hmmm. Just what I
need, a hot bowl of my wife’s home made soup.”
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