What is he doing here out in the middle of my vineyard? Crew said he was under constant surveillance. I step back instantly, realizing I don’t have my phone since I’m wearing a dress without pockets. “Addy.” I freeze, barely having the chance to fully turn to the voice when he appears through the grapevines. I vaguely see someone’s legs through the bottom of the vines when I hear my name.
Turning to see what it is, the noise grows quicker and louder by the second. I’m almost halfway to where they’re working near the far edge of my property when I hear crunching from the side. Soon they’ll lose their leaves and be nothing but a ghost of dead, tangled twigs. The vines, which have become heavy with fruit, look bare and even a little pitiful already. Watching my vines come to life in the spring after the dead of winter was magical, but I’m still sad. I didn’t appreciate the excitement of reaping the grapes my first fall here, but I do this year. I purchased Whitetail in early summer, those first few months here were a whirlwind. The workers have made it to the far side of the vineyard and are finishing with the last few acres. I turn back and smile after making it down the stairs. You and Crew are welcome to eat if you want, there’s plenty.” I brought dinner for Morrie and all the workers.
They should be done in a day or two, tops.”īev looks to me and smiles. I want to see how far they got in the vines today. “If anyone’s looking for me, I’m going for a walk. If she wants to sit and read while looking out over the countryside, she doesn’t want to feel guilty about doing it. This is exactly why she won’t let me hire her. I look to Bev, who’s sitting on the porch of the main building with a book in her lap.
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