White Wine

Dim lights. Windows and patio doors all open. Candle flames dancing within the crystal candle holders, which break the flame light into hundreds of shiny pieces. Every once in a while there is the sound of a cork popping. Red wine and chilled white wine pour into elegant glasses. Glasses kiss each other: cheers! The pianist caresses the keys, the guitarist caresses the strings and the singer let her warm voice flow, music fills up the room. Some people chat, some people dance, laughter everywhere. Summer is here...

She is sitting on a comfy sofa and is enjoying the festivity. She enjoys the contrast of the cold wine glass in her hand with the warm air surrounding her. The host just poured her some chardonnay from a new bottle. She takes a sip and suddenly a flashback: same wine, a different party; she was standing by the bar and he was few steps away, speaking with a group of guests. She wasn't able to see his face. She decided to join the group and walked towards them. As she got close, they all turned to her, she saw him for the first time...