Lambrini had never experienced greater confusion in her short life so far. The first thing that impressed her was the huge, shiny black Ford waiting for them in front of the house. She saw and feared these beasts every day when she went shopping with Efrosyni, and she always wondered why they didn’t have more passengers, like buses, since they could fit so many people... She concluded on her own that the more money you have, the more space you need. In her village, ten or twelve people squeezed into small houses, one on top of the other. But her employers, who had money, though they were only two, lived in an entire palace. She filed it away in her mind as an unwritten law, even if she didn’t know what that meant, and didn’t think about it again. Around her, the images changed as the car sped along, and she wanted to capture as many of them in her mind as she could.
But when the car arrived and took the coastal road, Lambrini, seeing the sea, forgot everything else. She pressed her face to the window, her eyes wide open, gazing at that vastness which seemed in the distance to merge with the sky. Behind her, Efrosyni and Androklis exchanged a smiling glance. They stopped at a spot near Vouliagmeni and got out, but Lambrini stared ahead in awe without taking a step. “Where does the sea end, sir?” she asked, shading her eyes with her hands because the afternoon sun dazzled her gaze.
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