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Nu‘uanu Road Trip
Morgan’s Corner
A place where people often have strange, inexplicable experiences.
The ride to Nu‘uanu took forever, us kids in the back with ‘Ilima and Uncle Kahana up front.
At the start of the old Pali road, Char Siu rolled down her window, sucking in the cool, green smell of the rainforest. I rolled my window down, too, and tipped my head out, watching tree branches stretch over the road and blot out the sky, their tentacles black against the blue.
I filled my lungs with the smells of ginger, maile, mud, and rotting mangoes, pushing away the car sickness that crept in the back of my throat whenever I rode along twisty and narrow roads.
Jay was stuck in the middle, feet perched on the hump that covered the drive line.
Riding shotgun, ‘Ilima’s head was hangin
