Calvin
Calvin has potions Monday and Friday. He was pleased that he was able to mostly brew the potion, with some assistance from Elmasry.
Calvin smells fresh books, oil paint and turpentine from his father's studio, rain on stone, the swampy smell of the stream that runs through Ribbonfin, freshly laundered sheets, and Ravi's wool sweaters. Only his little Sophomore girl buddies will get him to admit that last one.
Calvin smells like clean, powdery soap, almond hand lotion, and musty books or clothes that were in storage a little too long.