C58 Chapter 58

“What do you call this again?” He asks inquisitively.

“It’s a Bordeaux dad, a dry wine. Do you like it?” Marcia responds with a smile, sitting up, her arms stretched out on the dining table, slowly spinning her glass in place.

“Hmmm. I’ve never really got that term, ‘dry wine’, dry as opposed to what? ‘Wet’ wine?” her father says humorously, turning to his daughter and raising an eyebrow