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MATO

“I think it was hibiscus, and something like apples, pears maybe?" Marie made a face like she was satisfied with that smell identification. 

"What does Hibiscus smell like?" I asked as I'd rarely spent time near a garden. Some floral scents were around more and were easy to pick out, but Hibiscus? 

"Hibiscus doesn’t really smell unless you brew it," she started, "but that's what it smelt like, if you’ve ever had it, you know it. It’s like light florals and some kind of cranberry or pomegranate scent.” My expression must have given something away when the realization hit me because she looked like she was waiting for me to tell her what I was thinking. 

“You need to tell Mylo,” I ran my fingers through my hair, “