Bread Today was an ordinary day. afterwords I woke up early to get ready for work. Afterwards - I went to the bus station. I had been listening to the podcast "Australian true crime story" when I saw a man. He was looking very suspicious and strange. He was short, in a long, black coat, holding a bag. My imagination began to paint bloody pictures of this man as a killer. Interestingly, I wonder what does he keep in this bag? Someone's head? Suddenly, the bus arrived and all the people rushed inside. He sat near me and.. I couldn't believe the smell! It was the smell of fresh bread. It has been so long since I have smelt this incredible aroma! The smell carried me away back to my sunny and carefree childhood. I smiled at him and thought that I should quit listening to detective stories.