Katya's POV:
Every day was a new village. We would pick people up and drop them off in different villages.
Levitt was nice to me, though neither of us talked much, I guess he knew.
I couldn't tell you exactly how long we rode. Could've been months or just weeks. I was asleep most of the time.
But and then the day had finally come, we reached our destination….Italy.
The hustle and bustle of getting into Italy thankfully occupied my mind.
It was nice to think about something other than Roland and mother, though I didn't mind the happy thoughts. But of course the other memories still haunted me.
I watched the local residents and tourists pass by, amazed at the monuments, laughing, smiling. My thoughts were put to a halt when we stopped in front of a library.
"This is as far as I can take you , Katya." Levitt said turning around to look at me while I gazed at the tourists.
"Thank you Levitt." I said starting to climb out of the wagon.
He nodded as my feet hit the ground. I waved and the home I knew for weeks, months, I'm not exactly sure how long, drove away.
My last connection to Russia…gone.
I let out a sigh and started to walk into the library. People stared at me strangely. I had completely forgotten that I was still wearing my villager clothes in a city. I avoided the judgmental curious gazes and proceeded to a book aisle.
2 hours later:
I had engulfed myself into books about learning Italian; I thought it might be a good idea to start learning the native language around here.
You were always a smart girl
My mother's voice echoed throughout my mind. As if she was there, next to me.
"Excuse me." I looked up surprised to see that everyone else was gone except the librarian and I.
"Da?" I asked.
"Um, the library's closed." She said awkwardly.
Embarrassed, I got up and walked out the door, it's dark now and I have no idea where to go now.
The street had a subtle illuminated look about it…a glow, I guess.
The brick road was covered with snow and my flimsy shoes started a shiver throughout my body . Soft laughter echoed from corners of the street.
I put my head down passing a drunk couple, they silenced for the time I passed by them.
I turned the corner and heard laughter and whispers start to elevate.
The night grew colder and darker as I kept walking, I don't know what to do now.
I guess I should find someplace to sleep over the night.
I passed a few dark alleys and decided to just spend the night in one of them.
I went in the middle of the alley which was between two apartment buildings , only the balcony upper apartments has the windows facing the alley, so I figured if at a certain angle the occupants won't be able to see me.
I slid down onto the cold snow, shivering, but too tired to really care.
After what seemed mere seconds I slipped into sleep.