I CHOWED DOWN ON A cheeseburger, fries, and a chocolate shake on our way back to the marina. Leilani swore she wasn’t hungry after eating macaroons at the FAROUT meeting, but I did notice that she helped herself to a number of my fries.
“So, what did you think of Simon?” I asked, hoping to maneuver the conversation toward the topic of the Coastal Environment Action Group.
“Nice guy,” she said, pilfering another fry. “Although I can’t say I liked all those piercings he had on his face. Looks painful.”
“It was quite a coincidence that his girlfriend and Ken have so much in common. Maybe you’ll run into her and Simon at some conservation meetings in the future.”
Leilani angled the air-conditioning vent toward her. “Maybe. Although Ken hasn’t been going to as many of those lately as he use
