The first time I met Ian Kemp in the sparkling blue waters of St.
Instead, we found each other and managed to reclaim our stars...until we both got swept away..
We\'d both sought refuge on the island, hoping to find our anchor.
Like me, he was a casualty of life\'s cruelty, but we were planets apart.
Turbulent and infuriating, he refused my friendship at every turn.
The second time I met Ian Kemp, he was a shell of the boy I once knew.
Thomas, I was six years old and we shared a summer beneath the stars.
The first time I met Ian Kemp in the sparkling blue waters of St