The Reluctant Baker (The Greek Village Collection book 10)
“The dress feels nice, makes her feel her age again. With her parcel under her arm, her attention is drawn by the talk in the kafeneio. The palm tree in the square casts dappled shade on its floor to ceiling windows, the glass almost black in the shade, glaring orange in the sunlight. Inside, like ghosts behind the casement, a flux of many white-haired men shift and hover. Trying to see their faces takes concentration. A stone under her foot rolls. She slides. Her arms go out. Her parcel is drop...ped. Her weight shifts forward. She is going to fall head first. Her hands reach forwards, but they do not meet the ground. Her chin hits something solid. Her chest collides with something unmoveable. She is still vertical. Something has broken her fall.
Initially, it is shock. But then comes pain. Blinking and concentrating on her bitten tongue does nothing to relieve the violent throb. She can taste blood and has lost her bearings.
‘Signomi!’ There is a tone of apology in the deep, warm, foreign voice.MoreLess
Initially, it is shock. But then comes pain. Blinking and concentrating on her bitten tongue does nothing to relieve the violent throb. She can taste blood and has lost her bearings.
‘Signomi!’ There is a tone of apology in the deep, warm, foreign voice.MoreLess
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