The Gift That Keeps On Giving
A strange smell was seeping through the vents as Addy opened her eyes to the morning sun peeking through dingy brown curtains. “Garbage day,” she grumbled, swinging her legs onto the floor and rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She tied a bandana around her face to curb the smell. With earplugs still in, she peeked outside to find the usual suspects causing an all too early morning ruckus.