“So I’m going to be away for quite a while. I found him…”
“Where is he?” Jenny shields her eyes from the glare of the sun with one hand, determined to see her friend’s expression. She never really knows whether to support Aella in her unending search, or to try to encourage her friend to find happiness in another way.
“It’s a place in the south of Greece, apparently he’s been living under the name Paulus.” Aella pulls on a loose skirt, covering her bikini bottoms much to the disappointment of a crowd of teenage boys a few feet away.
“Are you sure that you are ready to do this again?” Jenny has seen how the effort has taken it’s toll on Aella more than once, and wouldn’t want to see the optimism fade from her.
“I have to try…”
Copyright Emily Morris 2018