As the car came to a stop, I opened the door and put my foot out the door, not realizing there was a huge and deep puddle that now encased my heel. i sighed to myself and got ouot the rest of the way. I quickly grabbed my bags fro the car and start walking towards the front door. I was so excited when i got the call that the owner wanted me to fly out and do an article about the vineyard. I had done some research on the plane and sicovered this used to be locally owned vineyard until the owners passsed away and an out of towner came in adn snatched it up. It had seemed as though the people of the town didnt agree with the changes he was making to the property. I arrived at the front door and paused, nervous if i should knock or just walk right in. I decded to walk right in, he was expecting me, hopefully. As the door opened, I gasped at how beauitful the main room was. tall ceilings with windows to match…