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The encounter
London, February 2009
Nefeli managed to squeeze onto the Heathrow Express just a second before the doors shut. The valerian capsule she had popped under her tongue during take-off had quietened her nerves down. Homeopathy and all sorts of herbal pills had become her best friends during the last few years of going through a late menopause. She knew, though, that her anxiety throughout the trip and the night before had less to do with hormones (although her hormones did not help) and more to do with her recent decisions and the fact that Eleni had, for the first time ever, invited her to stay over with them in her house in London.
It felt like she had been waiting for the invitation for a lifetime. Every time she travelled to London, and it would be at least once a year,
