into the high end wine market with a new
pinot noir. I haven’t tried it yet. Matter of fact, I really don’t want
anything to do with Dante or Luca. I just don’t care for them.
“Here’s your wine,” he
said, handing Kelly a light brown wine bag with the word “The Crush” emblazoned
in bold black letters on the side. “Enjoy it and tell Mike hi for me. I got the
invitation to your wedding and I’m planning on being there and at the reception
as well. If you’re interested, I’d be happy to bring the wine and provide it at
cost. Call it my wedding present to both of you.”
“That would be wonderful,
Jesse, thank you so much! With everything that’s happened, I haven’t really had
much time to put the final touches on the food and wine. Yes, please, I’ll
definitely take you up on your kind offer. I think we’ll have about one hundred
people, although a number of them probably won’t drink wine. I’ll have some
soft drinks as well. I’ve tried to keep the list down to close friends. You
know, in a town this small, you could end up with everyone in the entire town
coming and that would be a nightmare.”
“Consider it done, Kelly.
Glad I can do something for you. My family has never forgotten when you brought
Dad his favorite foods when he was getting near the end. It was the only thing
he looked forward to.”
“I was happy to do it.
Your father was a wonderful man and every time I serve a customer at the corner
table where he always liked to sit, I think of him.”
“Well, he thought just as
highly of you, believe me. Enough talking. You better get out of here. The
wind’s really starting to pick up and the sky is starting to look pretty
ominous.”
“Thanks, and if I don’t
see you at lunch one of these days, I’ll see you at the wedding.”
She got in her van and put
the bottle of wine on the floor behind her seat. “Okay, Lady, now it’s time to
go home. Better let you out before the storm comes. Wet fur is not my favorite
thing to deal with! Plus I need to get on the computer and find out what
vineyard owners in the region have the first names of Dante and Luca.”
CHAPTER 12
“Mike, I am so glad to be home. The
skies look like they’re about ready to open up. I decided we need a fire and
like I told you I was going to do earlier, I stopped by The Crush and bought a
bottle of White Cloud Pinot Noir. It sounded perfect for a rainy night.” Rebel
walked over to where she and Lady were standing and looked up at her, hoping
for an ear scratch. Kelly bent down and obliged.
“Give me about an hour and
then I’ll be more than ready for a glass of it. I need to finish up some
thoughts on what I have to do tomorrow on the Monroe case. I don’t have a
handle on it and with every hour that goes by, statistically it gets harder to
find the killer. Maybe if I write some things down, I’ll get a little clarity.
I sure don’t seem to have any right now.”
“Actually, that would work
out well. I need to do a little work on my computer, so I’ll see you then.” She
walked into the bedroom she’d made into her office. It was cozy and inviting
with the large couch piled up with pillows she’d needlepointed over the years,
the white walls filled with paintings by local artists, and the vase of fresh
flowers she always kept on her old-fashioned desk. Books overflowed out of the
corner bookcase and she once again made a promise to herself to go through them
and donate some of them to the library.
Kelly booted up her
computer and Googled “Pinot noir growers Cedar…” Before she could even type in
the word “Bay,” three vineyards popped up on the screen as well as the names of
the owners of the vineyards. It only took a moment to learn that Dante and Luca
Pellino were the owners of the Pellino Brothers Vineyard, specializing in pinot
noir wines. She scrolled down their web site and read for a few minutes. Just
as Jesse had told her earlier, their vineyard wasn’t far from Cedar Bay
pinot noir. I haven’t tried it yet. Matter of fact, I really don’t want
anything to do with Dante or Luca. I just don’t care for them.
“Here’s your wine,” he
said, handing Kelly a light brown wine bag with the word “The Crush” emblazoned
in bold black letters on the side. “Enjoy it and tell Mike hi for me. I got the
invitation to your wedding and I’m planning on being there and at the reception
as well. If you’re interested, I’d be happy to bring the wine and provide it at
cost. Call it my wedding present to both of you.”
“That would be wonderful,
Jesse, thank you so much! With everything that’s happened, I haven’t really had
much time to put the final touches on the food and wine. Yes, please, I’ll
definitely take you up on your kind offer. I think we’ll have about one hundred
people, although a number of them probably won’t drink wine. I’ll have some
soft drinks as well. I’ve tried to keep the list down to close friends. You
know, in a town this small, you could end up with everyone in the entire town
coming and that would be a nightmare.”
“Consider it done, Kelly.
Glad I can do something for you. My family has never forgotten when you brought
Dad his favorite foods when he was getting near the end. It was the only thing
he looked forward to.”
“I was happy to do it.
Your father was a wonderful man and every time I serve a customer at the corner
table where he always liked to sit, I think of him.”
“Well, he thought just as
highly of you, believe me. Enough talking. You better get out of here. The
wind’s really starting to pick up and the sky is starting to look pretty
ominous.”
“Thanks, and if I don’t
see you at lunch one of these days, I’ll see you at the wedding.”
She got in her van and put
the bottle of wine on the floor behind her seat. “Okay, Lady, now it’s time to
go home. Better let you out before the storm comes. Wet fur is not my favorite
thing to deal with! Plus I need to get on the computer and find out what
vineyard owners in the region have the first names of Dante and Luca.”
CHAPTER 12
“Mike, I am so glad to be home. The
skies look like they’re about ready to open up. I decided we need a fire and
like I told you I was going to do earlier, I stopped by The Crush and bought a
bottle of White Cloud Pinot Noir. It sounded perfect for a rainy night.” Rebel
walked over to where she and Lady were standing and looked up at her, hoping
for an ear scratch. Kelly bent down and obliged.
“Give me about an hour and
then I’ll be more than ready for a glass of it. I need to finish up some
thoughts on what I have to do tomorrow on the Monroe case. I don’t have a
handle on it and with every hour that goes by, statistically it gets harder to
find the killer. Maybe if I write some things down, I’ll get a little clarity.
I sure don’t seem to have any right now.”
“Actually, that would work
out well. I need to do a little work on my computer, so I’ll see you then.” She
walked into the bedroom she’d made into her office. It was cozy and inviting
with the large couch piled up with pillows she’d needlepointed over the years,
the white walls filled with paintings by local artists, and the vase of fresh
flowers she always kept on her old-fashioned desk. Books overflowed out of the
corner bookcase and she once again made a promise to herself to go through them
and donate some of them to the library.
Kelly booted up her
computer and Googled “Pinot noir growers Cedar…” Before she could even type in
the word “Bay,” three vineyards popped up on the screen as well as the names of
the owners of the vineyards. It only took a moment to learn that Dante and Luca
Pellino were the owners of the Pellino Brothers Vineyard, specializing in pinot
noir wines. She scrolled down their web site and read for a few minutes. Just
as Jesse had told her earlier, their vineyard wasn’t far from Cedar Bay
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