starting over pt 3

So I was having a more than usually tough time dealing with it one day and my grandfather came in and we talked for a bit, he had found me in floods of tears. I needed to get away for a while so I went on holiday to Greece. A friend of my grandmother’s had lived on one of the Greek islands (Syros, such a lovely place) for many years so I went to stay with her for 10 days, then down to Crete for 10 days where my grandfather joined me for the first week. I had to do all the travelling on my own...