Therapy or Traumatic

1330 Words

After leaving Archer’s office, I remembered I wanted to go get some delicious wine for Ava and I. I took the stairs down the the basement where the wine seller was. I found the wine seller accidentally when I was once upset with Archer and wanted to read somewhere quiet. I wonder if he’d ever tell me about it. Best choice I have ever made to wonder around down here. I walked into the dark room and turned on the dim lights. I roamed around looking for some mouth-watering wine for a few minutes before I chose a bottle of red wine, Château Lafite 1787 and a bottle of white wine, the 1811 Chateau d'Yquem. It was like looking for a needle in a hay stack, that’s how many bottles of wine was in this room. It looks expensive and was probably right for the occasion. Grabbing the two bottles of tast

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