Ignore the elephant in the room, she said, gesturing to the corner where her younger brother sat sobbing wildly. He had on jean overalls and a button up flannel shirt. Her: no respect for his own father. I could smell the Camel Menthol’s on her breath. When she hugged me, her clothes were scented with Chanel No. 5. These two I knew would always remind me of her.
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Ignore the elephant in the room, she said, gesturing to the corner where her younger brother sat sobbing wildly. He had on jean overalls and a button up flannel shirt. Her: no respect for his own father. I could smell the Camel Menthol’s on her breath. When she hugged me, her clothes were scented with Chanel No. 5. These two I knew would always remind me of her.