When he had, while the scent was still there, the magic was gone, ruptured by the dual senses of guilt and annoyance.
Why did people have to do that sort of thing? Why couldn’t they just live and let live?Garner had to admit that he just didn’t understand people. He sighed and went back to the sidewalk, for the space was sullied now. It was with resignation that he resumed his walk home. Slowly, by deliberately focusing on the feel of the still night, something of the sense of peace he’d experienced before began to return.
He arrived at his apartment building and only upon removing his jacket became aware his hair was sopping wet. He decided to take a hot bath.