The Memory Package

As soon as I opened the front door, I saw a package laying on the tea table in the living room.
"Is that the package?" I was wondering.
"What's that package?" I asked rhetorically.
"Don't you know what's in that package?" Mum asked me back.
I held the package carefully and walked into my room, tared the wrapper by a small knife.
A whole box of chocolates, four CDs, a scarf, and a card with words all written in capital letters.
It's a scarf with special tartan, related to someone's family name (His, of course).
I smelled the scarf, it had a familiar scent of one specific perfume called "Obsession"
I've been waiting for the package for so long and finally received it. I thought I would never have it.
It recalls all the wonderful memory.