What a great smell, Sam thought as she stood behind the thin glass walls of the bakery. The intoxicating aroma almost made her swell up causing her to lean even more on the see through wall for the strength to appear standing. The wall let out a groan because of the weight. Sam wasn't the most fit women and she knew it so she simply ignored the sound and went back to the smell.
She had always loved bakeries, ever since she could remember. Her father would sometimes let her use a nickel to buy a piece of bread or, if she was really lucky, a small brownie. How she loved going to smell the smells with her father.
It was a crisp November day and the temperature was well on its way to freezing. That's why I'm so hungry, she thought, because of Thanksgiving. Well I won't be subdued by that again this year! And with that she briskfully walked off, away from the smell.
