change the world, not participate in its tedium .â
âThanks for driving me,â Hannah says.
âMy nameâs Pono,â the driver says. He holds the wheel with one hand and puts his other hand over his shoulder so she can shake it. âYouâre lucky. A guest of Mr. Geirsson. He lives here, you know.â
âI know. Up north?â
âNorth Shore. Not far from the Kilauea Lighthouse. Itâs beautiful up there. Heâs got horses. Garages for these fancy old cars. Little movie theater. Plus a little airfield and a helipad.â She wonders suddenly why she didnât fly in there. Pono seems to sense her hesitation and adds, âHeâs very private. Very private. But itâs beautiful. Really. I havenât been up that way in a while, but . . . beautiful, just beautiful. Heâs even got these toilets imported from Japan. They do everything.â A throaty chuckle in the deep of Ponoâs chest. âIâm surprised they donât give you a handjââ He clears his throat. âMaâam, I am sorry. That was not appropriate. Thatâs not appropriate language for a driver. I wonâtâI shouldnâtâplease donât tell anybody I said that.â
She laughs. Itâs been a long flight, but the sun is warm, and Martian landscape or no, sheâs in Hawaii. âItâs fine, Pono. You live around here?â
âNo, I live in Lihue.â He still seems embarrassed or worried. âHow about you? Where are you coming from?â
âThe mainland. Bethesda.â
âOh, good, good.â He turns around like he wants to say something. Then he faces forward. Then he turns around again. âJust a tip? We donât like it when you call it the âmainland.ââ
âOh. Now itâs my turn to apologize.â
âItâs no big deal. Itâs justâweâre kamaâaina here. This is our mainland, you know? Itâs where weâre from.â
âSo, what do you call it? The States?â
He clucks his tongue. âSee, thatâs a whole other problem because Hawaii is a state, you know? So it sounds dismissive to call it that. Like weâre somehow not really officially a state.â
âYou donât want to be a part of the country, but you donât want to be told youâre not a part of the country?â
Pono snaps his fingers. âBingo! You got it.â Another low chuckle. âWe Hawaiians are hard to please, huh?â
âBeing hard to please just means you know what you want, and thatâs a good thing.â Those words belong to her father, and to hear them coming out of her mouth churns a sudden high tide of guilt in the well of Hannahâs gut. She misses her father, suddenly. Grief to join the guilt, hand in hand, driving off the cliff like Thelma and Louise.
Outside, the car passes guardrails painted with the unearthly umber dust. Signs of the Hawaii she imagines pop up here and thereâmore palm trees, purple bougainvillea on the roadside, a blue pickup truck bounding along in front of them loaded down with surfboards and scuba gear. More chickens, too, scratch and peck about.
âWhatâs with all the chickens?â she asks.
âAh. Yeah, yeah, those are the Iniki chickens. Hurricane Iniki came in and wiped out a buncha chicken cages in â92, set a lot of birds free. They went feral and kept breeding. Invasive species, they say.â He shrugs. âAt least they eat the centipedes!â Then Pono says, âHere we go,â and turns the Town Car down a little dirt road, Lokokai, that runs parallel to the rocky shore. Pono gets out.
At the end of the road sits a small condo building and a gravel lot. âTomorrow,â Pono says, grunting as he bends over to pull her carry-on out of the trunk, âIâll pick you up. Bright and early. Ka puka âana o ka lÄ . Sun comes up, I get you to the
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