As I turned onto the familiar gravel road leading to our vineyard home, exhaustion settled in after my first day at the winery. The day had been a whirlwind of introductions, learning the ropes, and immersing myself in the world of viticulture but I enjoyed it. With a sigh of relief, I dialed my mom's number, eager to hear how Mason’s first day at school had gone.
"Hey, Mom," I greeted as the phone rang, the sound muffled by the hum of the engine. I felt the day's fatigue melt away as her familiar voice filled the car.
"Hi, honey! How was your first day?" My mom's voice crackled through the line, laced with anticipation.
"Exhausting, but exhilarating," I replied, a smile tugging at my lips. "I'm still trying to wrap my head around everything, but I think I'm going to like it there."
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