Everywhere you turned, Katy was there, in the smell of freshly-picked rosemary in the kitchen, the tomatoes from the garden, the vase of flowers in the window.
Hvert sem mađur leit Ūá var Katy Ūar í ilminum af nũtíndu rķsmarín í eldhúsinu, tķmötunum úr garđinum, blķmavasanum í glugganum.