The Work Around
“And this is our wine cellar.” Grace said, opening the large wooden door.
Liam looked down the small set of stairs, lit up by a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling.
“That’s so cool, how much wine is down there?” He asked.
“Follow me, I’ll show you.” Grace said, starting down the steps.
Grace had been giving Liam, Trig-Corps latest employee, a tour of their house. Being hired at Christmas time had meant that he’d been thrust into cocktail parties, business lunches, and now a small gathering at his new boss’s home. He had enjoyed the grandeur of it all but couldn’t wait for it to be over so that he could get some normalcy in his life, but a private tour from his boss’s wife was too much to pass up.
He followed her down into the cellar, ducking at the final step. Wine bottles lined the walls, some dustier than others, and a small table sat at the far end of the room.
“Wow, that sure is a lot of wine.” Liam remarked.
“Do you know much about wine?” Grace asked.