The tension left her shoulders completely as she savored the flavor she had spent nearly a year thinking about.
For several seconds, she couldn't even find words.
When she finally lowered the glass, she looked at Timothy with such emotion that it almost seemed like she might cry.
"Oh my God."
Timothy burst out laughing.
"That good?"
"It's perfect."
Juliet immediately took another sip before reluctantly setting the glass back down.
Her smile kept growing wider with every second.
"It's exactly the same."
She shook her head in disbelief and looked down at the wine again.
"It tastes exactly the way I remembered."
Another sip followed.
Then another.
"Oh my God, how long has it been?"
She paused thoughtfully before answering herself.
"Almost a year."
Timothy nodded.
"Sounds about right."
Juliet stared at the glass affectionately before taking another slow sip.
"I seriously don't understand why you don't keep this available all the time."
She pointed dramatically at the wine.
"This should be permanently on the menu."
The bartender laughed.
"I'll pass the complaint along."
"I'm serious."
Juliet immediately wrapped both hands around the glass and pulled it closer as if someone might try to take it away.
"The first time I tried this wine, I fell completely in love with it."
Taking another sip, she practically melted against the bar stool, looking happier than she had all evening.
"And now this is only the second time I've ever had it."
