Back from the shop

"I'm back" you call out to her

"I am in the kitchen" she shouts back "what you get apart from my cigarettes"

"Pork chops carrots apple sauce"

"Sounds good" she smills nervously "so how should I do it"

"Do it out side it a nice afternoon so you be okay"

She grabs the cigarettes and you both go out side she takes one out and lights it she starts to cough but keeps going to help you remember your mum

With the smell and her look it all comes back to you with your mums hugs her baking even her cheap perfume

Your mum died it a hotel fire on a work night the course was to laziness of the hotel

"Does it Help you" she asked blowing smoke

"It does a lot"

"Thats good"

"How you finding your cigarettes"

"They not as bad as I thought I think I like them"

"That good"

And you give her a big kiss on the lips