'Must go too. Don't want to sleep in. Can't let the guys at the boatyard arrive before me.'
'Maybe we can meet again, for dinner, perhaps.'
'Yeh, why not.'
The tour guide stood up. 'I've got an early start as well. A pupil at 7.30.'
'May I escort you home?'
'No, thank you. Larry will see me safely home.'
Kenneth took the longer way home, along the main road and then up the slope.
The house was in darkness - a rare night when the sky gave no light. Many times he had admired the clarity of the Spetsai sky at night. He had seen constellations so bright he believed he could almost touch them. Feeling his way up the walkway and crossing the balcony he took the key from the hook and inserted it in the lock. He felt arms encircle his waist from behind as the door swung open. Her arms. He f
