Mystery Novel - 4oz Travel Candle

You're twelve years old, precocious if a bit lonely, spending a holiday weekend at your grandparents' house with nothing to do but read infinite mysteries in front of the fireplace. The spicy scent of dust tickles your nose as you flip through pages that are older than yourself. Somewhere in the distance, jazz plays quietly on an old record player as your grandmother hums along.

Notes of: Amber, Balsam, Spice, Dusty Pages