In this story, the author describes a family ritual of sharing cologne after supper. The protagonist tells us how each family member receives and applies it in their own style.

“This range of gestures led me to feel that cologne had a meaning beyond its pleasant smell and cooling effect …[it] reminded us that as we gathered around the television we belonged to one another, that we shared the same fate, that even though we were meeting toether in the same house to watch television every evening, life was an adventure, and there was a beauty in doing things together.”

I miss my family. Pass the Jean Nate.

Published in: on October 25, 2010 at 3:12 am  Leave a Comment  

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