Cara?

Kim was very happy with the results of the sidewalk sale. He wrote out a rather large check for the reverend’s charity, called in an assistant and had the check taken over to Richie Roberts office. Now, he rubbed his hands together, we can build a store.

The store had been cleaned and torn out to the studs. Already the contractor was bringing in his equipment to be followed by the decorator. There was nothing for him to do now so he closed up his office there was no way he would be staying in the flat upstairs with all this noise and dust about. Carefully making his way through the store being careful of his Italian leather Gucci loafers he emerged on the sidewalk.

Kim had no idea what to do with himself here in The Glen, there were no clubs no familiar haunts for him to haunt. If it hadn’t been for his father he would have gone back to Sydney until the store was ready but he’d been given orders to supervise the construction so he would be familiar with every little thing about the store down to where the electrical outlets were located. Kim figured there was time enough for that and slid into the seat of his sports car and sped out of The Glen.

Once in Coffs he found a parking place and walked about until he found a likely looking place to have a drink and a bite to eat. Seating himself he accepted a menu and ordered a drink.

"Didn’t you used to be Kim Barrett?" asked a voice from behind him

Kim turned to see where the lilting voice came from, "I still am…who did you used to be?"

"Cara Williams…don’t you remember me?" she asked sipping her drink through a straw

Kim cocked a brow…Cara Williams…nothing came to mind, "give me a clue?’ he said lightly.

A bread roll dropped in his lap…followed by various pieces of cutlery

"Hey…stop already," he cried out

"I saved the knife," she said getting up from her seat.

"Hey…chill…er Cara…I…I don’t know what’s going on here but…" he backed up his head as she moved in front of him with the butter knife.

"I’ll tell you what’s going on here…actually it happened a year and a half ago…on Seamus’ yacht."

Seamus’ yacht…there was a girl he’d taken below…oh shit. He smiled crookedly up at her, "Cara."