Sari's Story. Carina Zinkeisen

practice lying to her father.

      "Chris", her father was beaming all over her face, ordered the vodka and then turned to his daughter, still beaming. "How did you like him, he's your type, isn't he?"

      "Yeah, sure, really nice and good-looking too," Caroline murmured somewhat indistinctly into her vodka glass, because of course she had no idea how Chris looked like.

      "My daughter on a man-catch. I invite you to join me for a nightcap after all. The Hardrock Cafe makes great cocktails, is my favorite next to the Tempel Bar and the Tempel Sky Lounge further downstream, but that's more for you young people, you sit there on sandbags. But it is cool, lots of locals. The middle and upper class of Siem Reap. What do you take, Caro, for your luck with the boys, we have to toast right away", Dieter grinned and Caroline shuddered involuntarily.

      Her father was usually a real cosmopolitan guy and absolutly easy going, but he had a thing about men. How was she going to teach him that she was falling in love with Sari?

      Almost convulsively she held her vodka glass tight.

      "Then a caipi, please, I could take that," she said lightly, trying to smile for her father.