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Dream Girl
Niuhi
A man-eating shark that knows and chooses its prey.
I knew when I went to sleep with my shark tooth necklace touching my skin I would dream. I hoped Dream Girl and I would go flying again, soaring over the red and orange fields, but this dream was different.
We were standing at Piko Point in the middle of the night. There was no moon overhead, but I could see her in her Hawaiian print sarong as clearly as day. She was angry, hissing and spitting at me as she stormed over the lava.
“You don’t get it! You bled! Right here! How could you be so stupid?”
“I bit my lip. It was no big deal. You should‘ve seen ‘Alika’s nosebleed.”
She whirled on me, flinging an arm toward shore.
“Oh, I can. I can follow his blood trail from right here where you hit him all the way to t
