Acheron — Chapter 2
Kerosene on the Fire
My name is Panayiotis Nikolaou Nikolopoulos. Just call me Pan.
My family owns a winery on the western slopes of the Acheron Valley. Fifty-four hectares. It sounds grand, but isn’t. My folks are hard-working farmers from Epirus, northwestern Greece. ‘Greek peasants with dirt under our nails,’ Uncle Andy calls us. ‘Just a big, noisy bunch of Wogs,’ says my older sister…