Chapter EighteenThe check-in with Rey a few hours later was filled with more surprises—she and Linda were at Xavier's place in Makiki. And I, annoyingly enough, was stuck due to a mega delay at Denver Airport, because a plane part that had to be flown in from San Fran.
“It's so cool here. There's a real live shark!”
“On the sofa or on the floor?” I quipped.
“In a huge tank, silly. It's like forty feet long and ten feet tall.”
“The shark?” I asked blandly.
One of Rey's buffalo snorts erupted. “The tank, you nit. The shark's name is Bogard and he's three feet long. He's got a friend, too. A remoulade.”
“Isn't that a sauce?”
Xavier said something.
Rey giggled. “Oh, it's a remora.”
“Awesome. Did you see Cholla?”
“We didn't. She wasn't answering calls and she didn't come to the door—”
