Eau de Parfum

It came from Kaufmann’s. Estée Lauder. She left it on the high dresser, just out of my reach.

When Grandma was getting ready to go someplace nice she would let me squeeze the end, sending a mist of fragrant bubbles into the air.

Only one spray, maybe two. We won’t get a new bottle until next Christmas when they sell them in the boxed sets.

Grandma doesn’t wear that perfume anymore, but I still smell it when she hugs me.

 

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