Jennifer sensed guilt written all over her face. She clutched the five euro note nervously in her coat pocket. Just in case. Her heart was racing. She knew she'd be asked for a ticket any moment. She was not used to this kind of deception. But there had been such a queue, so she decided to take a chance. Rules so often seem easier to break when you're abroad. And somehow she managed to slip on and off the boat without anyone noticing. And the moment she stepped off the vaporetto at Alilunga, she sensed her pulse return instantly to normal.
The light was fading rapidly. She was happy to be back in Venice after all these years. Despite the sadness. Despite the cold. Or maybe because of the cold. It seemed the right place to be...
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