smells like

I walked in on the teachers passing Havana around like a fur sausage, sniffing her and laughing loudly. I raised an eyebrow at them all. “Enlighten me, crazies.”

“We’re imitating Shane,” the director explained. “He sniffed her this morning and blurted out ‘Smells like Lola’ then blushed and ran out the door.”

“And?” I said, telling myself inwardly nonchalance! “Well, she really does smell like you.”


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