Karin skipped through the barriers and past a security guard. She took one final look back at me as, with her fingers, she pushed away the errant blonde strands of her hair and her eyes were green as the misty slopes of her Cambrian forefathers, glistening despite the cold neon lights.
Arghh, she’d hate it!! How about…
Karin looked over her shoulder as she pushed past a security guard and through the barrier, and with one final glance her sea-green eyes held mine with a furtive twinkle under an ashen fluorescent light.
Okay, no better…
March 1988
三. Hong Kong, a Love Story Lima. Life in Paradise Part 2