There is nothing like the smell of an apple pie candle and garlic cooking on the stove, the sounds of the early Beatles playing, and your son and husband playing and laughing in the next room while the rain beats down outside the windows to know you are really home.
The only way to make a more perfect picture would be one of the cats licking their paws in the doorway. But, they are dirty, and don't do things like that, so, too bad.
Oh, and if the furniture magically repelled dust.
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