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Moonscape
Luku
To ravage; lay waste.
Jay is standing in Uncle Kahana’s living room, laughing at something Char Siu says, when Uncle Kahana brings the broom out of the closet.
“Here,” he says, handing it to Jay.
Jay spins it like a bow staff around and around, twisting it behind his back and over his head in powerful figure eights.
‘Ilima barks and dances around Char Siu, her dog pillow stashed under the kitchen table with the chairs on top.
All the furniture is stacked along the far wall. Gym mats cover the floor.
Lua training session, I think.
Why is Char Siu so tall?
And what’s up with Jay’s muscles? He looks ripped.
Uncle Kahana reaches out and captures the spinning end of the stick, knocking the broom end against Jay’s forehead.
“Enough,” he says. “It’s time to get real
