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I concentrate on the location app on her phone: she has found a place that’s called ‘the Centaur’s Cave’, a few minutes’ drive from where we’re currently docked. The photo shows a scene from a fantasy novel: a lake of clear, green, still water surrounded by drooping trees in all shades of green. A cerulean sky is just visible, crowning over the thick leaves. You can smell the quiet through the photo.
My mouth salivates; I can already feel the cool water sliding off my skin, the bright sky washing away all my thoughts. I need to go there.
It’s a physical need.
It almost hurts.
“Yeah,” I gasp. “That’s the place.”
I quickly change into jeans and a shirt, and grab the keys to a four-wheel I’ve rented, asking my guards to follow in a different car. Lou rides with me, but I draw the line at her friends. They can follow in a car with any members of the staff that want to come along. None of the boys are in the mood for visiting the cave, and I can’t really put into words why I need to so badly.
They don’t read the ancient Greeks, so what’s the point of explaining?
In the end, it takes well over an hour to organize everything: Ah, the joys of being a superstar.
I wait and wait and wait.
Then, finally, I’m sitting behind the wheel, Lou next to me.
Finally, freedom.
The Elliot sisters chat room
Faith: Do you think she’ll be ok?
Manuela: I am so not the person to ask this.
Manuela: I worry about her so much.
Faith: You’re a worrier, it’s true.
Manuela: Remember that time in junior high when I wanted to dye my hair brown and you said you’d do it with a homemade dye, and at first I was too worried to let you try it?
Faith: Yeah, so?
Manuela: So my hair turned green. GREEN, Fee.
Faith: You don’t have to tell me. I took a couple of photos of you. They are my phone’s current lock screen.
Manuela: They are not. Wait, you took photos of me?
Faith: This boy in my class, Peter, wanted to see you with dark hair.
Manuela: Peter Anderson? Are you kidding me? I had a crush on that boy.
Faith: Ew why?
Manuela: You know what? You proved my point without even trying.
Faith: There was a point to all of this?
Manuela: Yes, and it was that sometimes I’m right to worry.
Faith: Manu?
Manuela: What.
Faith: We should delete this whole conversation before Eden sees it.
