“It’s not until I lean back in the seat, waiting for my car to warm up, that the scent of his hoodie hits me. Its smells good, and I wonder if its detergent or just the natural scent of Neil, one I’ve never really paid attention to before. I guess I’ve never really been close enough to notice. I’m stunned by how much I don’t hate it, so much so that it makes me light-headed for a split second.”
