The Jewellery Box

I opened the next box which I’d pulled down from a shelf, my mind steadfast against the contents and those feelings I’d buried away for almost eight years. It wasn’t something I relished, but my daughter was eager to know more about her late Gran and I was the one she turned to.

There was her jewellery box at the bottom and I pulled it free, lifting the lid as I did so. The faint scent of her favourite perfume drifted up and caught me completely unawares.

My daughter was quite surprised too as she’d not seen me cry before…

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The Jewellery Box – © 2019 Paul J. Fleming

This particular Quick Read was based on true events which happened late summer/early august 2019. My daughter wanted to know more about her late Gran, as she was less than a year old when my Mum died.

I suppose you could say that I’ve learned to temper my reaction to the sight of my Mum in photos or videos, or the sound of her voice. I suppose I just wasn’t ready to be assailed by the familiar smell of the perfume she loved to wear…

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