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How dare Russell make her feel like this.
    ‘ Don’t be silly Freya it’s fine, get a taxi here. In fact don’t get a taxi, go to arrivals and find the Sun ‘n’ Sea rep. She should be the only one dressed entirely in mint green - it’ll be Madeline or Tracey. Tell them you’re my friend and hitch a ride to Kassiopi,’ Emma ordered.
    ‘ Are you sure there’ll be room on their coach? I don’t want to be a pain,’ Freya spoke.
    ‘ Trust me they’ll have room. So, just get off the coach at the C Bar. I’ll meet you there and we’ll have a big drink and a chat OK?’ Emma told her.
    Freya felt a surge of relief that Emma had taken control of the situation. She needed someone to lean on right now and she had been right to count on Emma, as always.
    ‘ OK, thanks. Look I’ve got to go, I’m next in the passport queue and I’m running out of battery, I’ll see you…’
    At that moment the battery died and Freya was called forward to have her passport checked. She did the best she could to look like a school teacher and an owl and was let through into the arrivals hall.
    Once there, it wasn’t difficult to find the Sun ‘n’ Sea representative. Tracey was head to toe in mint green, including her shoes. That, Freya decided, was very scary indeed. She hadn’t remembered Emma ever having to wear green and could only assume it was a recent change made by the company. Whoever sanctioned that needed serious style coaching.
    Tracey pointed Freya in the direction of the Sun ‘n’ Sea coach and she was soon sat amongst the holidaymakers waiting for the vehicle to depart.
    It was the sixth time she had been to Corfu. She had first visited the island with Emma when they were both twenty. It had been a package trip, the cheapest one they could find. That had been very significant at the time. It had been so much fun and had given Emma the taste for travel. She embarked on a career as a travel representative with Sun ‘n’ Sea and on her third posting was sent to Kassiopi, a pretty village with a beautiful harbour in northern Corfu. Emma had fallen in love with Kassiopi and, having also fallen in love with local boy Yiannis Petroholis, she had never wanted to leave. She now worked for a small travel company in Kassiopi, booking trips for holidaymakers by coach and boat around the island. She also guided some of the trips herself.
    Freya could understand her friend’s love for Corfu and for the village of Kassiopi itself, as it was simply beautiful. Although tourism had given the place numerous restaurants, bars and even a nightclub or two, somehow it still managed to retain its traditional charm.
    Her thoughts were interrupted by Tracey boarding the coach and picking up the microphone and it let out a loud screech of feedback that had everyone reaching for their ears.
    ‘ Good evening everyone, or should that be kalispera . On behalf of Sun ‘n’ Sea Holidays I would like to welcome you all to Corfu. My name is Tracey and your driver today is Spiros. Now, before we get underway, could I ask you not to eat or drink on the coach and, as the roads around Corfu are very winding in places, please use the seatbelts provided. Now, as we go along I will be telling you a little bit about Corfu and passing out some leaflets, but, before I start - I expect you will have heard by now that we have a famous Hollywood actor staying in Corfu at the moment. Yes, Nicholas Kaden is filming on the island and staying in Kassiopi. So for those of you heading to that resort, you are in for more of a visual treat than you might have expected. I hear from a reliable source that he has been spotted at several of the restaurants and bars, so perhaps you will be lucky enough to get some photos or an autograph.’
    Tracey had the most monotone of voices Freya had ever heard and that would have been dreadful had she needed to listen to the information, but as it was, it was pretty much perfect to fall asleep to. Freya rested her head against