The familiar scent hit her like a bucket of cold water. She felt it across her body and had to  take a step backwards. Tears filled her eyes and her stomach dropped. Caroline had expected coming home easy. She had thought of dinner with her family and drinks down the pub with her friends. At no time during her travels, in her years overseas, had she imagined that the smell of the bay would give her this kind of physical reaction. Her best mate drove along the windy beach road nattering away about the most recent gossip, oblivious to Caroline’s stare at the blue water with far away cargo ships gradually getting closer to the heads. She was home.


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