After lunch, they visited Diamond Head, the large volcanic crater towering at the southern tip of the island. Braden was impressed when he saw it from the car, but less so when he learned it wasn’t spewing out lava and smoke. “So it isn’t going to burn us alive or anything?” he asked, disappointed.
“Thank God,” Lane murmured.
The dormant volcano was actually a state park, and they had to drive inside the crater to visit it. Braden gaped at the grassy walls of rock that towered around them as they descended into the crater, and Remy watched his son’s expression in the rearview mirror. Lava or not, he thought Braden was suitably impressed. When they entered the Kahala Tunnel, Braden actually gasped. “This. Is. Awesome!” he whispered, shaking the back of Remy’s seat in his excitement.
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