She took a deep breath. The breeze flowed in from the ocean, carrying its familiar scent, a scent she never thought she’d smell again. And there was the back door of her house in her neighborhood in her town, all so mundane and familiar, yet all so refreshing and wonderful, because she was alive and she’d returned.
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