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I'M BRAIDING THIS LITTLE girl's hair when she turns around and look at me with a pair of too familiar dark brown eyes.
I haven't seen this four year old before and somehow I give her a warm smile.
"Mommy, why is my name Hannah?" she asks and it's like my body is doing something while I'm just watching.
"Because Hannah is a really special name. Do you know why?" I say to her as she lit up.
"No, tell me." she wisely respond.
"Because Hannah is a palindrome, which means that it can be spelled both forwards and backwards while still being Hannah." I say and the little girl smile before turning back around.
That's when I wake up, realising that it all was a dream and I'm sitting there all confused and weird.
I'm on my way to meet up my friend Claire after arriving to Greece yesterday. Apparently, the girl on Joe's boat was his sister and not his girlfriend which was a relief but I decided to just stay as friends with Joe and his sister Sophia. They were going further up in Europe while I'm traveling the opposite way so when I left them three days ago, we said that we should meet up after summer when I get back to Paris for a week to see Frans.
I walk the beautiful streets of Greece with gorgeous colours of white, blue and pink. Claire had told me to meet her up at this cafe in the centre of the small town that she lives in.
About 20 minutes of walking from my boat, I finally arrive to the cafe. I quickly notice a familiar person by the window that's reading a book.
A smile appears on my face as I excited walk into the small coffee shop. "Angel!" Claire burst out as she get her eyes on me before standing up from the sofa.
"Oh Claire, it's so nice to see you again after all this time!" I say as we hug. "You got stuck here." I add as she laugh at my comment.
"Yeah apparently, it's beautiful right?!" she say as we sit down. "I understand why you don't want to leave." I respond.
We order some coffee and continue about the past two years appart before I put up a picture on Instagram.
"Kylian... isn't he that 19 year old who's killing it in the World Cup?" she say as I take a sip of my drink making me cough.
"I forgot that it has started! I'm such a bad friend. I haven't talked to him since I left Paris." I say feeling so guilty.
"Maybe today is the time to brake the silence?" she say and I nod in agreement.
"I think I'll do so when I get back to the boat." I respond before smiling to change the awkward mood which she return.
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I'm so sorry for not updating yesterday. This is more a filler but it feels like most of my chapter have been it lately.
