“I’m sorry,” Dani said, “but there isn’t anything left in that cellar. Well, other than the bottles of bad wine that the tourists buy as souvenirs of il Castello di Conti.”
“I find that amazing,” the hotelier said. “A guest in the hotel recently showed me her souvenir bottle and told me how pleased she was to have been able to purchase it.”
“Tourists will buy anything,” I said.
By the time we finished our wine, the boys were getting restless, so we decided to walk back to where Giuseppe had parked the SUV. Back at the castle we took them to the small play area that had been installed for use by children of people who were touring the castle.
“After all this excitement,” Dani said, “the boys will sleep well tonight.”
“And early,” I said.
“You think?”
“Speaking of sleep,” Grandmother said, “if you boys will excuse me, I think I will go take a nap.”
“You’ve certainly earned it,” I said. “Thank you for helping us with the boys.”