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High Noon
Pau
Finished; completed; through.
I didn’t want to be home, I didn’t want to be Lua training at Uncle Kahana’s with Char Siu and Jay, and I didn’t want to be out on the reef at Piko Point without my magic suit, but that’s where I was headed.
I ignored the burning saltwater splashing over the edges of my slippahs as I dashed across the rocks, run, run, running away.
Any place but where I am. Anyone but me.
At the very edge of the lava flow, I had to stop. Surrounded by water, I swallowed pain in gasping gulps. This pain was different, a hard ball deep in my guts that dwarfed the blisters on my feet.
Jump in.
Let go.
In some ways it would be a relief.
The letter came today, the letter that said, ‘thank you for your application, but the number of qualified applicants e
