Chapter 18 • On the riverbank
The week passed by with all the fuss of preparing for the wedding, alongside the usual routine of school life. The weather had suddenly worsened. Bicycle rides and tennis matches at the Club were out of the question.
On Thursday the army storehouse at Famagusta was attacked, and weapons were taken from it. The lowering atmosphere, both political and actual, intensified. On Saturday night, however, the clouds dissipated and Sunday turned out to be sunny and bright. Dimitri was impatient to see Anne again. When Phrossou slipped into his room a little after eight thirty to wake him up, she found him already washed and tying his school tie in front of the mirror.
“Insomnia, Master Dimitri?” she asked him. “I was afraid I had overslept and I came in haste to wak
