The spring was coming. She loved spring but this year she had none to share it with. She had her best friend next to her, she had her wine and it was the only one that has shared all the nice moments with her. This time she was expecting somebody to appear on the door … unfortunately without success … She again confided all her secrets to the wine, but this time she wasn’t alone, wine has spoken back to her, wine has told her HIS secret. She lay on the bed and closed her eyes. How long did it take? Not much… she heard the sound of the front door, she felt them. The eyes staid closed, but yet she smiled… What it would be like if she had to spend these moments by herself? But now it isn’t the time to start thinking on that, now is time for something else… something she could share with everybody… What is that? May be it’s the secret of the wine… back