His name is Kai. It’s not his given name; his parents named him Colin, and it really doesn’t suit the man he’s become. He’s a free spirit; he plays guitar at midnight, wears shorts in the winter, and his dirty blond hair has the remnants of dreadlocks from his Caribbean adventure.
He’ll be off again soon. It’s time, you see; no room for hangers-on, for clingy women, for love. He doesn’t want to be chained into a suburban life; and that’s what would happen if he stayed. He needs to see everything, feel everything. He wants to bury himself within other cultures. He laughed at Cara when she showed him the holiday brochure – her dream hotel, with its all-inclusive buffet and coach trips and cocktails delivered to the patrons on the beach.
“That’s all you want?” he asked, dripping with derision.
“Don’t you think it would be heaven, lying in the sun, doing nothing, eating dinner as the sun sets?”
Cara couldn’t see his disgust; she wasn’t looking for it. She thinks he’s in love with her, that she will conquer his wanderlust, but she’s really just a distraction, a bit of fun while he plans his escape.
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