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Valentina POV

Our last stop was the vineyard, where vines stretched as far as the eye could see. The estate grew Gaglioppo and Greco bianco grapes, which they blended to make red and rosé wines.

They also made nigredo, a grappa flavoured with licorice and I quickly discovered this was my very favourite thing on earth from now on.

“Easy, signorina ( miss),” Vincenzo, the vintner, said as I took another swallow. “The Morreti grappa is to be sipped.”

“Canadians are quickly becoming like Americans,” Dimitri teased, mimicking someone guzzling a drink. “More, more, more.”

“Stop dragging Canadians,” I told him as I shoved his shoulder. “We are nicer than Italians.”

Vincenzo chuckled, but shook his head. “You will not like how it tastes coming back up, signorina.” I waved that comment away. “I never throw up after drinking. We Romanos are made of sterner stuff.”

Vincenzo and Dimitri exchanged an amused look. “No doubt you are, bella,” Dimitri said and held up the bottle. “Would you like ano
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