I nodded. My cousins had already left for school. XXX I was getting frustrated. The foot odor on these was over-whelming! I was thinking “goodie! She was dangling her well-worn black sandals. The smell of having worn shoes all day tends to leave a mixed sent of leather and sweat. As we entered the shoe store, my aunt made a bee line straight for the shoes she wanted. How could I turn them down? It was everything I had imagined. I had always wanted to write a story about my early-years feet experiences with my aunt, but I never really got around to doing so. And there they were, her bare feet.
