|AFTER I POURED THE PERFUME|
DOWN THE DRAIN.
"Your father brought that from Paris for me when he came back from the war," she explained. "I hated that scent, so I would never use it."
"Over the next 39 years, until the day he died, he never asked you why you didn't use it?" I asked.
"Oh, I immediately told him I hated Chanel No 5," she said.
And, as if it made perfect sense, she told me, "I didn't want to hurt his feelings [um, too late] by throwing it away."
So, she instead placed it in plain view on a display shelf in their shared bathroom.
And there it remained for nearly 70 years.
|EVERY WOMAN ALIVE WANTS CHANEL NUMBER 5? REALLY???|