Cassie DeLozier Miller
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Wine Trip

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The wine in our travel case would be shunned by our friends who consider themselves serious wine drinkers. But home alone on the occasional weeknight, we would open a bottle and pour it generously into the food we were preparing.

We would eat and drink a glass of the wine and look at each other with knowing smiles. The bottle was full of sunsets and laughter. And while our tongues couldn't taste it, our hearts knew it was there.