“You’re as lost as Doctor Who, alone and without a home,” Kai Addison complained. “We both know that’s a lie.”
She heard the silent excuses on the other end of the line, He might as well have been in Moscow, Kansas than in Europe.
She remembered the parties they went to in Moscow, Idaho because there was little to do at university in the southeastern corner of the state. And the idea of crossing state lines to get into trouble was too easy, too tempting to pass up.
“What do you expect to find on the other side of the ocean that you can’t find here,” she asked. “Will you at least tell me that?”
The silence was shorter this time before her brother answered. “Maybe. Yeah, I think I will…another time.”