Flight Lessons

~Raina~

I smelled it before I was fully awake.

Coffee. Something warm and savory underneath it. The particular smell of a kitchen being used by someone who knew what they were doing.

I opened my eyes.

Kaelen's side of the bed was empty. The sheets were still warm. I lay there for a moment listening to the sounds coming from my kitchen—the particular domesticity of it, the quiet efficiency of someo