Caroline looked up from her book. ‘Glass of riesling?’ The waiter poured the vibrant green-gold liquid into her glass. The alluring citrus aroma wafted up to her nostrils and she inhaled deeply, knowing that appreciating a fine riesling starts at the nose. She looked around the room. People sat in small groups laughing and enjoying handmade Australian cheese and succulent local olives. Down in the bookshop her eye was drawn to a man in a sharp-looking suit browsing the politics and current affairs section. She wondered what he was doing in Canberra. Did he live here or was he a guest in the hotel? As she took a sip of her wine he looked over and their eyes met...
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