Here is Jessica’s version of the story . . . Make sure you read hers before you read mine!
Last Monday night, I walked into my home in Provo after being in CA all weekend, and our house smelled very dirty. I thought, “Yuck, that garbage needs to be taken out”. I walk over to it. It was empty. Hmm . . . What in the world is that smell??
Tuesday, I got home from school and Sarah was sitting at the table on her lap top, and I made this huge outburst as I walked in the door, “WHAT IS THAT SMELL??” No clue. We searched all over our fridge, our pantry, the garbage, the counter, under the table . . . Nothing. Nothing showed that it was rotting or old. Sarah and I opened up ALL of the windows and the door to the back porch so that we could air the house out. Sarah started cooking and was consumed by the smell of her own food, but I could STILL smell it. I was sitting on the couch, and it was driving me nuts. All the windows were wide open with a breeze coming in, BUT could STILL smell it! AHH! Maybe it’s under the couch?? Very hopeful, I searched . . . nothing. I was going insane.
Wednesday, same thing. Still that strong, nasty, toxic, pungent, rotting fruit smell. I couldn’t handle it. Later that night I was downstairs in Jessica’s room using her printer to scan some stuff and it was SUPER strong down there. Jessica asked me if I had painted my nails down there cause it smelled so strong. I said nope . . . That smell had been lingering for 3 days now. Maybe even more.
Thursday morning, I didn’t have any classes, so I made a stop at Wal-Mart about noon before heading over to school for clinic. As I was heading back from Wal-Mart and on my way to school, I was stopped at a red light and received a text message from Jessica. I opened it up, and it was this picture:

And it said, “Look what I found in my backpack!” I let out a huge GASP followed by boisterous laughter. I KNEW IT WAS ROTTING FRUIT!! That night I walked into our house and violá, the smell was gone. Now our garage smells like it . . . Even though she wrapped it up tight in a plastic bag and put it in our trash can. It’s too powerful.
Thank goodness the mystery is solved!