Amanda.
Leah snorted. âNo one would believe it. They would think you made it up.â
âThatâs the thing about journals, they are not for anyone to read. Theyâre just for the author.â Amanda ran her hand over the rough handmade paper. âYou must admit, our holidays havenât been boring.â
âTrue, but occasionally there has been more excitement than necessary.â Leah grinned.
Amanda was happy Leah was no longer mad at her, at least for the time being.
âOh, look at this cute carrier bag with music notes and Mozartâs signature. I think Iâll get that too. It will be perfect for my shopping.â Amanda paid for her items and thanked Elvira for the information.
â
Auf Wiedersehen
,â said the friendly storekeeper.
The rain stopped as they walked down the narrow cobblestone street and rounded a corner. Leahtripped over something.
âOuch!â
âWho said that?â Amanda looked around and noticed a body lying in a doorway. She gasped. âOh my, itâs a person.â
âI didnât see your leg sticking out. Sorry,â said Leah.
A young boy with curly hair sat up and rubbed his leg.
Leah jumped back. âIs itâ¦Sebastian?â
âNo, it isnât.â Amanda recognized the boy who gave her the violin to look after. She crouched down beside him. âAre you OK?â
âI am fine,
danke.
â He brushed his hair from his face and forced a smile.
Amanda noticed the dirty, blood-stained bandage still on his thumb and nodded at it.
âYou have to get a clean bandage or youâll get an infection. Come with us to the boat and the doctor there will look at it.â
âI cannot go on the boat.â The young boyâs face turned white.
âDonât worry, weâll get you on the boat and no one will know.â
âWe will?â Leahâs eyes grew wide.
âYes. Leah, give me your lipstick from your purse.â She took off her raincoat. âHere put this on.Itâs a little big but itâs OK.â
Amanda applied lipstick to the boyâs lips and rubbed a bit on his cheeks, giving them a rosy glow. She pulled the hood up over his head and tugged out a few stands of curly hair to frame his face. She rolled up the coat sleeves.
âThere, you look like a sweet little girl.â Amanda grabbed his hand. âCome with us and you will be fine.â
The young boy reluctantly let Amanda lead him.
âWhat is your name by the way?â
âIt is David.â
âGreat. For today it will be Davina.â
âAmanda, you are bonkers. Totally bonkers.â Leah rolled her eyes. She took hold of his other hand. âDavina, it looks like you are coming with us.â
Three girls boarded the boat and immediately went to the First Aid station. The young man attending explained the doctor wasnât in, but he was a certified nurse from Turkey and could tend to the injured thumb.
âMy name is Tabeeb.â He removed the dirty bandage. âThis looks bad. It is good you came to see me now. Infection has started to set in, but we will clean it up and apply medicine. It will be fine.â He dabbedthe ugly cut with a cloth. âHow did you come by this injury?â
Davidâs eyes grew wide with fear.
Amanda jumped in. âHeâI mean, she doesnât speak much English. She caught it on a nail a couple of days ago. I think sheâs afraid of doctors, so she didnât come here right away.â
âNothing to be afraid of, my dear.â Tabeeb put on a fresh bandage and patted Davidâs head. âKeep it clean. Here are a couple more bandages. Come back if it gets worse.â The young man gave them a warm smile. Amanda thought he was quite nice and very handsome.
They left the First Aid station just as the boat pulled away from the dock.
â
O nein
!â exclaimed David. âWhat am I to do? I cannot be seen on this