Kapena was sitting outside when I got home. He gave me a look I couldn’t read. With a sigh, I went to sit with him.
“How’s my sister?”
I nodded. “Good.”
He was silent for a long minute, sipping his beer. He huffed. “This is f*****g weird.”
“Yeah.”
“You know I’ll kill you if you hurt her.”
“Noted.”
“Good. Where’d you take her?”
I laughed. “We ended up at Ben’s. I tried to go to Aloha Grill, but—”
“They’re closed today.”
I nodded. “Yep. I found that out when I pulled into the empty parking lot.”
Kapena laughed at me. “Kiki loves Ben’s. She also likes Ohana Cafe, MJ’s, and Big Island Breakfast.” He paused. “I don’t ever want to hear about you taking my sister to breakfast.”
I snorted. “Trust me. I won’t tell you.”
“s**t,” Kapena muttered. “I don’t know about this. What do I even
