The aroma of freshly cooked food welcomed Trisha as she entered the cottage. The air was heavy with the rich smells of herbs and spices, blending with the hearty fragrance of simmering soup. The delightful scent of onions and garlic sautéing in butter flooded the room, luring her in closer.
The comforting warmth from the kitchen enveloped her, contrasting with the cool breeze outside. Her stomach rumbled in anticipation as the fragrant bouquet promised a delicious meal ahead. She couldn't help but feel at home and comfortable thanks to Gwen's cooking.
"Hello, dear," Gwen said with a warm smile. "How was work?"
"It was great," Trisha replied. "And how was your day?"
"Oh, you know, the usual," Gwen said with a wave of her hand. "I'm sure you're ready to relax and get away from it all."
"Yeah," Trisha sighed. "I just return for lunch and then I'll be heading out for the afternoon."
