EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER 10
The aeroplane landed with
a bump on the melting tarmac. Poppy held on to Jack’s hand,
squeezing her eyes shut.
‘Are you alright?’ he
asked.
Poppy nodded.
‘I’m okay with the
flying bit. It’s just the landing that scares me,’ she said
opening her eyes.
‘Wow, look at the
view.’
Poppy looked out of the
window. In the distance all she could see was mountains. Lush,
green mountains covered with olive trees.
‘Where’s the sea?’
she asked Jack.
‘Probably behind us.
We’ll be able to see better when we get out of the airport.’
They waited in their
seats until the pilot told them they could get off.
‘Whoa!’
Poppy squinted at the sun
as a wave of heat hit her. She walked down the steps and
onto the runway.
There was a bus waiting
to take them across the tarmac. They got on it, squashed up against
strangers.
The whole bus reeked of
sweat and she tried to hold her breath.
As soon as it stopped at
the tiny Zante airport building, every one piled off as quick as they
could.
‘What do we do now?’
Daisy asked, loosening her blouse.
‘We need to go and wait
for our bags,’ Jack said, following the crowd.
They stood in the stuffy
building until they saw their scruffy, dog-eared bags come through
the plastic sheeting.
Jack and Colin grabbed
them, while Daisy and Poppy looked for an exit.
A small door marked the
exit. As soon as they got outside, Poppy searched in her bag for a
cig.
‘Don’t start smoking
more just because I’ve mentioned it,’ Jack said smiling.
Taxi’s lined up outside
the building in front of the coaches.
‘Please don’t say we
have to get into one of those small, stuffy taxi’s,’ Daisy
moaned.
‘Afraid so,’ Poppy
said. ‘The coach wasn’t included in the package.
She took some papers out
of her folder.
‘Minanti Apartments,’
she said. ‘That’s where we’re staying. Look on the bright
side, at least we don’t have to sit on the coach while it drops
every one else off.’
They all got in to a
taxi, showing the driver the map in her folder. He showed her his
ten fingers, which she translated as ten minutes away. If he spoke
any English, he didn’t show it.
They arrived outside a
small, but charming two-floor apartment block. Bright pink and
purple flower beds lined the path leading up to the entrance. All
around them were mountains, seeming to go way up into the clouds.
‘Looks nice,’ Colin
commented, digging his glasses out of the top of his suitcase.
‘Wow, it’s
beautiful,’ Daisy said.
They walked up the path
to be greeted by a small Greek lady. She had a mop bucket in her
hand, and Poppy wondered if she was the cleaner. She spoke English
well. They gave her their names and she led them up to the top
floor.
‘Here are your keys.
Two people in here, and two next door. You share a balcony,’ she
said pointing at the two rooms. ‘I’ll come in and clean on
Wednesday and provide you with fresh towels. Feel free to use the
pool.’
She hobbled down the
stairs with the mop bucket.
‘We have to share?’
Poppy looked through her
papers.
‘It didn’t say
anything about sharing rooms.’
They all piled into the
first room, dumping their suitcases in the small kitchenette. Colin
and Daisy went out onto the balcony while Poppy and Jack explored the
rest of the apartment.
‘Small isn’t it,’
she said to Jack.
‘It’s only for
sleeping in though, isn’t it? We’ll be out most of the time.’
The kitchenette comprised
of a small sink, an electric hob and a kettle. There was a tiny
fridge on the work surface.
‘Is that all we get to
cook with?’ she said. ‘Colin won’t be happy.’
‘We’ll be eating out
anyway Poppy, stop moaning.’
She smiled.
‘Sorry, I keep
forgetting how cheap it was.’
Jack stood, frowning in
the doorway.
‘Don’t even say I’ve
got to share that bed with Colin,’ he said, staring at the double
bed.
Poppy laughed. ‘Don’t
worry, he won’t try it on with you or anything.’
They went out onto the
balcony. Colin and Daisy stopped talking suddenly and burst out
laughing.
‘What’s so funny?’
‘We’ve decided that
we want to share a room,’ Colin said, smirking.
‘But we can’t share a
bed,’ Poppy said looking at Jack in horror.
‘You’ve done it
before.’
Poppy blushed.
‘Yeah, that was
different.’
‘It’ll be okay, we’re
friends aren’t we? We’ll cope,’ Jack said.
Poppy leaned over the
balcony, sulking. The pool was just underneath them, a few deck
chairs scattered about.
‘Have you noticed how
quiet it is here?’
The only sounds they
could hear were birds singing.
‘I can see the sea,
it’s only there,’ Daisy said, pointing over a line of olive
trees.
‘Shall we all have a
nap before we go out exploring,’ Poppy said, stifling a yawn.
‘Yeah, I’m
knackered.’
Colin went to get his and
Daisy’s suitcases.
‘It’s good that we
share the balcony though isn’t it?’ Daisy said. ‘We can all
have lunch out here, together.’
Poppy laughed.
‘Just wait until Colin
sees what we have to cook with.’
Colin and Daisy went next
door to unpack.
Poppy climbed into bed
with her clothes on.
‘If you come onto my
half of the bed, you’ll be sleeping on the floor,’ she said to
Jack, who stripped off to his boxers.
She tried not to look,
but couldn’t help admiring his body.
Not again Poppy,
she thought. Not
again.
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