It was creepy moving across the beach in the pre-dawn darkness, but nothing I wasn’t accustomed to. I caught a couple of five-foot waves, letting me practice barrels and tubes, but by seven the swells were getting bigger and it was time for me to pull out. I met Ari at seven-thirty at Rosie’s Ca...
It’s a mini-mall, two long lines of stores facing each other on two levels with parking in the middle. To me, it’s one of the least attractive shopping centers around—it looked like a child’s play set, girders bolted together, corrugated metal sheets painted clashing colors. The Lobster Garden wa...
Then he drew a line to Mahalo Manpower, and circled that, too. He did the same for each of the business names we knew about, including the acupuncture clinic, the massage parlor, and the lingerie store. The only name I didn’t recognize was Island Internet. I called Harry and asked him to check it...
AckNowLedgMeNts A writer needs an ohana, a family and a community, in order to put out a book—and I’ve been lucky to have a very supportive ohana during the years of the Mahu series. Christine Kling, Sharon Potts, Mike Jastrzebski, Miriam Auerbach and Vicki Landis all critiqued parts of this book...
My mom’s words were still in my head, but I wasn’t sure how to start the conversation I knew we had to have at some point. Finally I said, “Do you think Roby is the only kid we’ll ever have?” Mike looked up. “Whoa. Where did that come from?” I shrugged. “A bunch of things. This case. Talking to m...
The squirrel sat on the threshold, looking inside. “What are you doing here?” he said crossly. “Go on, shoo.” He stepped toward the squirrel, who turned and scampered away. Then he walked back outside, where Jimmy Stein was on the phone. “Loi is on his way,” he said, when he ended the call. “So t...
There’s something about getting out there among the waves, surrounded by sea and sky, that helps me focus my concentration, free my subconscious mind to look for patterns and ask questions I haven’t thought of yet.But my back was still red and scaly, flaking skin all over my sheets that Saturday ...
He got to coach hunky, muscular wrestlers every day and traveled to bases around the world recruiting studs for the United States Marine Corps All-Marine Wrestling Team. This month he was at the wrestling camp at Camp Pendleton in San Diego County. The All-Marine team was reestablished each year ...
He and Miles could move back to Eau Claire, where Miles would have his own recording studio. If Gavin’s singing career didn’t take off, he could work at the dealership with his father. There were worse fates in life. Sure, it wouldn’t be the fantasy life he’d dreamed of. But with Miles, he could ...