And then there was Santos

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Those first weeks of harvest we struggled to work like a team. Because of this we had to work so late many of the times. (but with the late nights came the dinners as a team. Cerina never ate with us because then no one said anything) Santos was the guy that worked in the parking lot as a security guard and at six, when he finished there, he would come and help out in the cellar. In the beginning he was like a Godsend, like a breath of fresh air.
Then one day I asked him how he was an d he told me he had woman problems. That night after work I drove him home, because his car had broken down. AGAIN. He told me that it was a girl he didn't believe he could have a future with and he thinks she will leave at end of harvest. Now I start to think he was talking about me. The ext couple of days it became clear that it was me he spoke of. He wanted to know if I would ever take coloured people to my house, kept on calling me sweetheart and touching me slightly and looking in a certain way at me. I of course got angry and told him to stop and call me by my name.
By now the late nights were over and he didn't help out in the cellar anymore. So I didn't have to see him that much anymore, now that was a Godsend.
We just say hello and walk past each other, and I'm happy with that.