Kakoa swam back to his sea cave and and dove down to one of the nooks where he stashed things. He pulled out a small chest and swam back to the surface. He opened the chest and looked down at the beautiful, pearlescent conch shell. He knew that in the light of the shone it would shine with a mix of blues, whites and pinks. With the shell he swam back towards the beach, hoping for a possible glimpse of Alice. He would happily wait all day, even two or three days, to see the raven haired beauty again.