I noticed that my website was gaining in popularity. I even had wine enologists following my blog. I feel sure they thought, "What does this kid traveling thru Vermont on a teenage conquest know about Tiganello", but I did! The fact of the matter was, I knew my wine; and I felt in my heart of hearts that no one on the entire earth could dispute it.

Class after class, I was perfecting my craft. By the middle of October, I had perfected my harvest brew and a few of my wines. It would take me longer to figure out the divine and precise chemistry for te wine, but I made strides forward every week.

Samantha was excited at my progress, and I feel sure it was because she could hear the enthusiasm in my voice on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Each time we talked, I would report on my progress. It would be in November, about the 3rd of the month, that I would meet someone who ma be a game changer.

She was the younger sister of a senior at the university. She was tall, lean, and incredibly beautiful with a complexion that rivaled that of Pocahontas. The family was originally from Toronto, Canada and had moved to Vermont to a somewhat warmer climate and better job prospects for her father, a biologist by trade. He was working for the forestry service, and Emma; the girl that caught my eye, was interning at the Forest Service with her father and attending community college in Vermont.

She, too, wanted to follow in the footsteps of her father and work for the government. While I had never thought about the security of such a job, (I guess I had more of an entrepreneurial spirit) she was content to move along at a snail's pace in her career as her father had done. It was a family of four, and her father had done well enough that she was raised with a mother as a homemaker. Cynthia was her name, which was easy to remember. Not necessarily common for that era, but memorable.

I was initially not enthralled by Emma, but she grew on me like a spreading virus. I struggled about what to do; as I was drawn to her, and she more so to me. Samantha would surely have to know at some point, but I was not ready to share the general identity of my new acquaintance and friend.