Coffee, it turned out, was our first stop and our third and our fifth. It wasn’t that Greek coffee was particularly good – just that Hannah seemed to need a lot of it. In between hits of caffeine, we shopped – her choice, not mine, but the shopping wasn’t bad. Bags, shoes, gauzy cotton tops, ceramics, silver jewellery, tacky souvenirs. I bought some of the latter to hand out to friends back home. Don’t disparage the humble fridge magnet; I know people who go crazy for that stuff.

We stopped for a late lunch overlooking the marina at around two o’clock, choosing a little taverna with tables outside, so we could watch the world go by. And by ‘world’ I mean English tourists we could make fun of.

When that got old, Hannah stabbed a piece of tomato with her fork and addressed the elephant on the island. ‘So, besides having a slumber party, what’s happening with Josh?’ She shoved the tomato into her mouth and chewed vigorously. I pushed a piece of cucumber around my bowl.

‘The short answer is, I don’t know.’ I looked at out the water and watched a fisherman steer his boat towards the shore. ‘Last night we went to dinner with Gary and Marie, and we had such a good time – they are so fun – aren’t they so fun?’ I was stalling. She gave me the hand signal for ‘get on with it’. ‘And then Josh and I stayed up and talked.’ She threw me a look over the top of her sunglasses. ‘Yes, just talking,’ I insisted. Hannah went back to her horiatiki.

‘I feel like I can tell him anything, you know? I can’t think of the last time I was with a guy I could talk to like that, without having to worry about sounding self-absorbed, or boring, or even stupid.’

‘You’re not boring or stupid,’ she said, punctuating her point by pointing her fork at me.

‘Thank you. I mean, I do know that, but there are those guys, you know, and they can make you feel so small.’ My mind flicked to Neil – the prick. He had this incredible way of making me feel insignificant. Hannah nodded, seeming to understand. ‘But Josh, he’s my friend. An actual friend – like you.’ I could tell she liked that. ‘Even if that’s all that happens on this trip – we end up being friends – that’s great. But there’s this intense attraction. I mean, he’s so fucking cute—’

‘Puppies are cute,’ Hannah interjected.

‘Okay, then what? Handsome?’ She screwed up her nose and shook her head.

‘Sexy?’

‘If you say so.’