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Chapter Forty Six

Ruby

The pretty waitress returned carrying an ice bucket containing a bottle of champagne. I didn’t take my eyes off Caleb as she popped the cork and poured some into my glass, then into his.

I picked up the delicate flute and brought it to my lips, pulling back for a moment as the fizz bubbles flew up my nose. I took a small sip to sample the taste, wincing and scrunching my lips. The effervescent liquid set my taste buds alight. It was gorgeous. Not like the sugary sweet stuff my mom usually buys at Christmas. I knew absolutely nothing about champagne or fine wines. I was a clueless novice. Just like Eliza Doolittle in the movie ‘My Fair Lady’ before she was trained to fit into high society with all the rich, snobby, socialites, I imagined myself speaking in an overly accentuated, upper class, English accent, reciting the famous phrase, ‘The rain in Spain,

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