"That's it, my parents' villa."

Cammila rubbed her eyes, trying to get rid of the sleepiness that still shadowed her eyelids. The sky outside had turned dark even though the clock was only showing half past four in the afternoon. Cammila thought it was really night, but it wasn't. The sky darkens more quickly in winter. Especially in mountainous areas covered in thick snow and giant trees growing on each side of the slippery main road. Cammila had just realized that the journey was very long ...