It was a long day.
Correction: it has been a very, very long day.
The groups haven’t stopped passing through the cellar. I guess from Jameson’s or Leona’s point of view, it’s more a sign of success. For me, it was a real ordeal. To repeat the same thing dozens of times, to answer stupid questions, all with a smile is exhausting. I hate it. But knowing three-quarters of the people who came to the cellar today, and having a good chance of meeting them again one day, I couldn’t afford to be antisocial. Fortunately for me, this is only one day a year. I wouldn’t see myself playing salesperson all year round. I’ve no idea how Madelyn does it, or even Leona since she arrived. Besides, I never imagined her doing this kind of job. But from what I understand, she’s doing pretty well. She learns q
