17
Run-fu
A‘o i ke koa, e a‘o i ka holo
When you learn to be a warrior, you must also learn to run.
Char Siu, Jay, and I were standing outside of Uncle Kahana’s apartment. Surprised to find the door locked, we’d knocked and called, but no one answered. The curtains were closed and the house was silent.
“He knew we were coming, right?” Char Siu said.
“Yeah,” I said. “Three o’clock.”
“It’s after three now,” said Jay. “You think Uncle Kahana and ‘Ilima forgot?”
“Nah, no way,” I said. “He reminded me yesterday.”
“Try knocking again,” Char Siu said.
I raised my hand, but before it touched the door, it opened.
“What?” scowled Uncle Kahana.
“Uh, howzit, Uncle,” I said.
“Go away.” He shut the door in my face.
We stood there just looking at each other.
“What now?” Jay asked.
“Someth
