An Unexpected Aroma

Something seemed out of place. A scent I wasn’t used to observing on my youngest son. Granted, I had left him mostly alone with Puck for about half an hour watching Netflix in my room while I got some work done at the dinner table. But the last thing I expected was the three year-old drenched in my French perfume. Fortunately it was a spray top, and damage was limited.

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Jamie Larson
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