“What’s the best memory you have of the trip?”
He pondered for a while, his eyes gazing away and suddenly sparkling. A smile timidly spread across his face.
“The boat ride across the river”.
He paused, breathed in the emotion and continued: “I didn’t think it would be anything mind-blowing, but I decided to go along anyway, given it was a must-do sightseeing. The water was far from clean, so we were all extra careful about potentially falling in”. He laughed.
“We saw an alligator crawl in a few metres away. But that wasn’t what changed me. It was she…”
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