The scent of fresh baked goods was what lingered in her house. It was the scent of a platter of cookies, only ones that her mom could make. It was the scent that remained in the kitchen the day before her mom moved away. The scent of sweetness and love and everything else all mixed together. It was the scent that made her smile every time her nose could pick it up. After the day her mom moved away, the smell stayed with her all the time. The scent that reminded her of her mother, every time she smelled anything, like cookies, or cake, or cupcakes. The scent of sugar and dough that caused a trigger in her. She could never forget that smell, but after a little while, instead of making her sad, it made her happy. The scent reminded her of all the happy times that she had.