THIS VIEW, THIS SPECTACULAR blue, orange and purple blend of colours in the sky, was one of the reasons he adored his house. Clutching two wine glasses, half-full of a red, sweet and spicy wine in both hands, Kurt lingered on the veranda at the back of his house and watched the sky. His gaze shifted from the glorious heavens, down to the short flight of stone steps that led to a narrow boat ramp. Beyond, the black water of the lagoon meandered into the far distance.
“Are you going to give me my wine or are you just going to stand there and let me die of thirst?” Leke’s husky voice rumbled.
Kurt turned to glance at his brother. Leke’s tall figure was stretched out on a chaise-lounge on the veranda, his socks-clad feet crossed at the ankles. In one hand, he held a CD case.
“Can’t I apprec
