"'God, I miss Allechka,' I said to Misha. 'Can you smell her?' I asked, holding the skirt up to his nose.
He leaned in and smelled the proffered green corduroy. 'I never knew her,' he said, shaking his head in regret."
from "Alechka" by Deborah Kaple, runner-up in the first round of NPR's Three-Minute Fiction series
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