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Aloha, Mary Poppins
Pau
Finished; complete; done.
“Auwi-eeeeeeeeee!” I shrieked again, the pain engulfing my hand like lava as I ripped it out of Uncle Kahana’s grasp and away from the tea.
I flick, flick, flicked my wrist, sending scalding tea drops into the night.
This was getting old.
“Are you crazy?” Mom gasped, shoving Uncle Kahana away. “Are you trying to kill him?”
Char Siu reached out and caught my flailing wrist, holding it out to a yard light.
“Let go!” I howled.
“No!” she said, “Look! Aunty Liz, look!”
“What?” Mom said.
“No blisters, Aunty Liz! It’s just a little red!” Char Siu said.
Stupid Char Siu!
Let me be alone in my pain!
“Let go!” I hissed.
“Just look!” she shouted.
“Let me see,” Mom said, holding my hand steady in hers.
She pulled me closer to the li
