Chapter Eleven
As soon as I got off the plane, my eyes widened. They call this place paradise and I ain’t never leaving. I was greeted at the airport by Hula Girls. I was in full uniform when a scantily clad Polynesian woman placed stringed flowers around my neck.
“Aloha, welcome to Hawaii.”
“Thank you, I’m Specialist Terrell. What is this you put around my neck?”
“Specialist Terrell, I am Hualani, and I have placed a lay around your neck.”
I immediately became a 7th grader again. The mention of the word “lay” made a juvenile smile cross over my face. I snapped back to adulthood, but my mind was still in the gutter.
“Hualani, that is a very pretty name. What does it mean?”
“It means, Heavenly Fruit.”
The dog inside me wanted to say,
“I bet your fruit does taste Heavenly.”
But I d
