One dark night, returning tired from Lykofi to Alexandroupoli, he did not see the dark mass in the middle of the road. Her car bounced and rolled into a nearby field. A short time later, when the sirens of the hospital carrying her went away, the police cleared the road, which was almost blocked by the laziness of a large donkey.
At the hospital they found three broken ribs, a severely disfigured face and bruises all over. He did not remember how many days he had been in a coma. When she opened her eyes, she saw straps holding her chest to a bed hook and a doctor examining her smiling at her and promising that everything would be okay. Despite her mess, she wanted to believe him. It hurt a lot and he wasn't supposed to move. But time was running out and the diary wrote May 23, 87. On that historic day for her, she was discharged from the hospital and a new ticket to one of the next stations in her life.
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