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Bought one of those little scented candle thingies they sell in the Glade Plug-Ins aisle. Glade Candle Scents candle. I got apple and cinnamon, cause I thought mixed dead mouse and, say, jasmine, wouldn’t be good.

I haven’t been back in the closet since I did that. I assume everything is good. My mother thought I was a total reject for not going up into the attic to harvest the little bodies. “Do you realize I’d have to go through pulling up insulation to find them? I’m just going to let them decompose. Eventually the smell should stop, right?”