How To | Unclog Nostril

Elara inhaled deeply, dramatically, filling both lungs for the first time in hours. She could smell the rain again. The musty paper of the books. Even the faint, fishy breath of Mr. Snuffles.

For two seconds, nothing happened.

And Gran told her the story of the .

Defeated, she called her grandmother, a woman who lived in a cabin without Wi-Fi but with a pantry full of cures for everything from warts to world-weariness.

The end.

Her grandmother didn’t miss a beat. “Ah. The right one. Stubborn. You’ve tried the sprays and the steam?”

“Gran,” Elara sniffled. “My nostril is clogged. The right one. It’s been six hours.” how to unclog nostril

“Yes.”