“…Lollie observed the noise their shoes were making. She recognized the hidden significance of the sounds, the clues left behind by the sound of their walk.
“Talented detectives know these things“, mused Lollie.
If noises had a smell, all of the noises that bounced off the walls today in the Great House, beginning with the Storm of the Chattering Monkeys up to and including the clamor the women made with their heels, would have a very complex bouquet.
Any DuBois would recognize this immediately.
The bouquet would be best described as the lingering scent of cinnamon cake baking in an oven, competing with the asphyxiating smell of strong patchouli, blending with the pungent tang that freshly watered tomato plant leaves release in the air. All of these notes meshed with the sneeze-inducing, sharp aroma of freshly cut garden grass.
Mind you, these are not scents that were in the air at that time. They were the scents that the noise gave off.
Yes, the DuBois were very sensitive to smells. They could smell noise.
Yes.”…from The Day Before The Story (The DuBois Family Saga, Book 1)
some works of literature are ‘timeless’
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.a tale of two cities, charles dickens
DICKENS. A BRILLIANT WRITER OF HIS ‘TIME’. BRILLIANT CHARACTERS. BRILLIANT NARRATIVES. BRILLIANT DEPICTION OF SOCIETY.