Nicolas was tired. Both mentally and physically. As he laid on his bed that night, he recalled the discussion he had with that strange man. It was risky, but he was glad he took that risk. But at the same time, he wondered how he would deal with this situation if he had not had that discussion with Abel.
Now, Nicolas was unsure of what he should do. He had been berated by his father again today for simply forgetting the name of a wine brand, among the hundreds that they had in their shop. More and more, the offer extended by Abel became even more attractive to him.
'Maybe I should go...'
'But who will watch after dad...?'
These two thoughts rolled about in his head for hours before he was finally able to gather himself up somewhat.
