Breath
A sudden sharp breath intake.
It tasted like cold.
Crisp. Cutting. Careless.
Winter was short here, it lasted but weeks never months. She always felt a dutiful obligation by its arrival. Buy some cardigans that fit, some slippers that don’t smell like a fart and maybe a cute winterish outfit with some boots. Or don’t, just pull the dusty stuff out of the cupboards, sneeze, wash it all, try it all on then bag it all up and donate. Keep pieces you wish you’d given and give ones you wish you kept.