Just Like Paradise

(1984. Tom and Kayla at the beach in New Jersey where they met. Their last night together and they are at the house Tom is staying at with his friends.)

Late in the night Tom and Kayla sat in the back-porch swing. Light rain fell and the boat lights cast grainy halos on the mist. The breeze off the ocean raised goose bumps on their arms.

"You'll call me tomorrow. When I get home. Won't you?" Kayla said.

"Of course."

"Tom, Holly said she could keep the shop for this week and four days next week. But i've got to go back to Philly, at least for a day or two. We'll see eachother as soon as you leave here. We'll meet somewhere, okay?"

"And i'll call you. I have your number. Do your friends know where you are?"

"No. I told them i was taking another walk."

Tom smiled. "For three hours?"

"I think they have caught on, Tom. Cheyenne's not an idiot."