Epilogue
Friday, June 10
Kalaupapa Overlook, Moloka‘i
At the top of the cliff looking down at the peninsula that once had been a leper colony—but had now been washed clean by the tsunami—Thomas paused in his early-morning run. His home island, his people, had been through so much over the last millennium. And yet he’d found that although his own difficulties had left scars, they’d also left him stronger. He hoped the same was true for these people. After all, they were Dragon Clan.
The only easy day was yesterday, he thought to himself, recalling the SEAL motto.
He and his now very extended family had had a wonderful couple of weeks together, working at the aid stations during the day and staying at Kalani’s house at night. But now the time had come to move on. For all of them.
Mel,
