Ｉ Ｌｏｖｅ Ｍｙ Ｍｏｍ

I loved her. That was the first thing I knew. It was someth ngI grew up knowing. She was almost inevitable，a part of my lifethat would never go away. I loved how she smelled when shecame home from work. The sweet smell of her perfume mixedwith the baking dough and powdered sugar she used everyday at the bakery.