How well Alicia remembered David’s first gift, a classic perfume from the 60s by Guerlain.
‘Do you like it?’ He'd squirted the air. ‘Mmm, what a bouquet…’
Bouquet? Yes, of cow dung…‘Mmm, a certain something, darling,’ she'd replied.
She’d sprayed it around the apartment with the windows open, in the linen cupboard, in the kitchen bin, even on herself when she had to. If she used her favourite Guerlain classic Jicky, David still thought she was wearing his ‘Ikkie’ (her word.)
Last week she’d been ready when he nuzzled her ear and whispered, ‘Are you wearing my perfume?’
‘No, honey. Perfumes don’t last forever, sadly.’ Thank God.
So, another anniversary, another gift. She loved David, she really did, it was just his taste in perfume she loathed. This box, however, showed promise, nice and small, hmm, maybe...
‘Open it!’ he cried, holding it under her nose.
‘What!’ she squeaked, ‘David, you’ve outdone yourself !’
A minature bottle of ‘Ikkie.’
‘It was an extra they gave me when I bought the last bottle. I kept it for when you ran out.’
‘Don’t you like it darling? I thought you loved that bouquet. Why, I could even smell it in the garbage bin.’
‘David, I must tell you…’
‘Hey, look Allie. Where did that come from?’
He whipped out another little box and flipped the lid.
There, artfully arranged on white satin was the most adorable white gold sapphire and diamond ring.
‘David! It’s exquisite!’
‘And so is my Alicia.’ He knelt on the floor.
‘My darling, will you marry me?’
‘Yes, yes, yes!’
‘You didn’t think I had it in me?’
‘Er, no, of course I knew you did sweetie.’
‘Now, what about your little bottle of perfume?’
‘David, I need a change.’
‘Thought you might say that.’ He winked. ‘Hey, there might be another box...ta da!'
There it was, Jicky, its golden stopper glinting in the morning light.
‘How did you know I like Jicky?’
‘Well, do you really think I couldn’t tell the difference? But I let you go on pretending.’
‘Oh, David. I should’ve been honest. I didn’t want to hurt you.’
‘I know darling. A woman who’ll wear perfume she hates for a year must really love her man. I fell in love with you all over again when I saw you spraying it on, just for me.’
‘Come here love.’ He took the ring and slipped it on her finger.
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407 words. FCA
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