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September 19th 2073
It was exactly one week following the death of Zhenya's Grandparents.
"Mama, today when I was in Grandpapi's study I smelt Peppermint, Freshly Turned Soil and Pine. It's a bit of a weird combination, don't you think?" she asked her mother.
"No, Zhennie. That was Amortentia you were smelling. Grandpapi used to keep an open caldron of it in the drawer of his desk. It reminded him of the day he married your Grandmother," said Lizabel smiling at her daughter.
Zhenya's Amortentia smelled just like hers did. Except she smelled Strawberry Jam her mother used to make, instead of soil.