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Chapter 23

“That’s as bad a translation as it can get, don’t you think?” he asked her, pointing to the label stuck on the back of the front seat with the caption ‘προσδεθείτε εφόσον κάθεστε’ and ‘fasten seat belt while seated’. He had scarcely completed his phrase when the beat of a familiar folk song sounded all of a sudden from within Lela’s bag – as he would soon find out her name was – who set out, after an initial hesitation, to rummage through it. However, the mobile phone – be-cause what else could it be? – as though it were play-ing hide and seek, kept slipping through her fingertips which, fumbling in the dark with the contents of the bag, first fell on those items which, whenever she con-versely needed, they found last. Because of that, she was running so amok, that only if she attributed deceit to each object individually and a conspiracy plot to all of them together, could it be rationally justified. It betrayed, if nothing else, a person who construed the slightest setback as yet another blow of relentless fate. The only thing that was certain in the whole upheaval was that his question had been recorded in his outbox. In her inbox, not necessarily. Let alone whether it had