Someday in 1999, I am 10 years old..
As soon as I rang the doorbell, I knew she was in there. Her perfume filled my nostrils and put an excited smile on my face – I love it when I come home to find her. I ran through the corridor and into the living room where I knew she would be. As always, her classy sophisticated fragrance was coated with the rich smell of fresh bakery. I hugged her tight and asked her what she had gotten me this time – typical of a child my age! She smiled gently and patted my hair; and as magically as Santa Claus, she started opening up the bags. And oh, how the unforgettable sweet aroma of cupcakes and cookies filled the whole room... :)
The warmth that flooded my nose and my mouth; and the happiness that filled my heart at that moment have all stayed with me since then. It also helps that my favorite auntie still comes to our house with delicious bakery to this very day :):)
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