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It was still very warm, and the Curator’s guests were at their most relaxed. Deppi broke the spell.
“It’s been so nice. But I’m afraid we should be going back to the boat soon. Nestoras will fall asleep in the car as it is. It’s been such a wonderful evening. Happy birthday, Aunt Rania! Will we see you when we’re back in July? We could walk into the town and get an ice cream, and then get dinner somewhere. I’ll be in touch. Perhaps Martin and Helen would like to join us?”
Everyone rose from their chairs and goodbyes were said. Aristos’s mother took the opportunity to say goodnight and retire to her room. Nestoras was found in a cool corner of the house, drawing on a piece of paper he had found on Aristos’s desk. Eventually the young family drove away towards the port, the light from
