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the window and shut her eyes.
    It was Tracey’s monotone voice that woke her up some time later, but on this occasion it was unaided by a microphone and Freya felt her shoulder being gently shaken.
    ‘ Freya, we’re about five minutes away from the harbour. I thought I’d better wake you,’ Tracey spoke.
    ‘ Oh thanks, thank you. God I’ve slept through the whole journey? That’s usually my favourite part. You know, going through Sidari and Roda and entering the municipality of Kassiopi,’ Freya answered, sitting herself up and rubbing her eyes.
    ‘ You looked like you could use the sleep. Is Emma meeting you?’ Tracey queried.
    ‘ Yes at the C Bar,’ Freya responded.
    ‘ Ooo well don’t be surprised if you bump into Nicholas Kaden. I hear that’s one of his favourite haunts for a late night drink,’ Tracey informed her.
    ‘ Oh right, well perhaps he’ll buy us one,’ Freya answered and she picked her bag up from the floor of the coach.
    The coach stopped right outside the C Bar, as Sun ‘n’ Sea’s Arcadia Apartments were just a few yards up a steep incline to the left of the building.
    Freya followed two couples off the coach and then she saw Emma waiting for her, looking amazing as ever.
    ‘ Freya! Oh my God, your hair!’ Emma exclaimed and she threw her arms around her friend and hugged her tightly.
    It felt nice to have a cuddle after a rotten day and there wasn’t a person in this world that Freya felt more for than Emma. She was the only constant in her life.
    ‘ Never mind me! Let me look at you! You look fantastic,’ Freya said, holding her friend’s hands and taking in everything about her appearance.
    In complete contrast to Freya, Emma was a tall, super-slim, blonde-haired twenty something. She was the type of woman that turned men’s heads, although the majority of the time she was completely oblivious to it. She was the sweetest, most generous person Freya had ever known and she felt lucky to have her as a friend and unfailing confidante.
    ‘ Yiannis says I’ve lost weight and need feeding up. Although Mr P is doing his best with those meatballs of his,’ Emma replied, talking of Mr Petroholis senior.
    ‘ I don’t expect he’ll say I need feeding up, but the meatballs will go down well nevertheless,’ Freya told her.
    ‘ Right, well, let’s get your bags and we can have a drink,’ Emma spoke and she headed towards the boot of the coach where Spiros was getting cases out.
    ‘ I don’t have any bags,’ Freya called out to her.
    Emma stopped in her tracks and turned back to face her friend.
    ‘ No bags this time! Freya, you are getting worse! What did you bring?’ Emma queried.
    ‘ Just myself. To be honest there wasn’t anything else worth bringing,’ she answered.
    ‘ I think we have a lot to talk about, particularly that hair colour. I’ll just thank Tracey for getting you here in one piece,’ Emma said and she went over to the woman in mint green.
    Freya took a deep breath and couldn’t quite believe she was back in Kassiopi. She looked around, taking in her surroundings. The harbour, the boats bobbing about, the street lamps giving everything a warm glow, the bars with people sat down outside enjoying the warm night air. A shiver ran up her spine. It felt wonderful to be here standing in a place she adored. She didn’t regret getting on the plane now. This moment now, when she could feel the Corfiot air on her skin, smell that fantastic sweet aroma in the breeze, and see the vast expanse of sea in front of her, were the best minutes of her birthday so far. She only wished she had her cameras to capture it. She did have one small Nikon in her handbag, but it really deserved something better.
    ‘ Come on you! Let’s get some drinks and have a chat. Fancy Sex on the Beach?’ Emma asked as she linked arms with Freya.
    ‘ A cocktail first I think,’ Freya answered with a smile.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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    Before long, the two women were