The day was …

… rather unproductive. Another Eleni onslaught was due today, and she and Mother arrived on time. I could see she was about to clean up to an unnecessary length, so I offered them both a lemonade to keep them occupied while I made my escape. Mother actually cracked a dry smile while tilting her chin back in refusal. Eleni accepted, but didn’t touch her drink while I was there. I left on the bike and went looking for Alexis. The boat was there, looking very shiny and smelling very plasticky, but Alexis was absent. One of the fisherman indicated the ferry pier and waved distantly over the waves, which I took to mean that Alexis had left the island for some reason. The fisherman also made strange motions over his head, pointed into town, and pointed at me. I couldn’t figure out what he meant, but decided to wait until Alexis’ return.

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