✨ What Happened Next…
That night, I lit the clove dish and waited.
Within minutes, the air smelled like my grandmother’s kitchen.
Then something weird happened:
No mosquitoes.
Five minutes later, my husband stepped outside, paused, looked around, and whispered:
“Where did they all go?”
We sat. We laughed.
We stayed outside for hours.
No bites. No buzzing. Just peace.
