Paris, 1974. Radha is now thirty-two and living in Paris with her husband, Pierre, and their two daughters. She still grieves for the baby boy she gave up years ago, when she was only a child herself, but she loves being a mother to her daughters, and she's finally found her passion-the treasure trove of scents. When her friend's grandfather offered her a job at his parfumerie, she quickly discovered she had a talent-she could find the perfect fragrance for any customer who walked through the door. Now, ten years later, she's working for a master perfumer, helping to design completely new fragrances for clients and building her career one scent at a time. She only wishes Pierre could understand her need to work. She feels his frustration, but she can't give up the thing that drives her.

Paris, 1974. Radha is now thirty-two and living in Paris with her husband, Pierre, and their two daughters. She still grieves for the baby boy she gave up years ago, when she was only a child herself, but she loves being a mother to her daughters, and she's finally found her passion-the treasure trove of scents. When her friend's grandfather offered her a job at his parfumerie, she quickly discovered she had a talent-she could find the perfect fragrance for any customer who walked through the door. Now, ten years later, she's working for a master perfumer, helping to design completely new fragrances for clients and building her career one scent at a time. She only wishes Pierre could understand her need to work. She feels his frustration, but she can't give up the thing that drives her.