Haole Wood

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Genres: Fiction
My guardian angel looked like he was using an invisible straw to siphon the ketchup off my plate of hash browns.
I nodded. “Yes. I hope it goes well. I love my sunshmina like a security blanket. It’s pretty, goes with anything, feels so soft and airy, and it truly does protect me from the sun—I’ve got the science to back it up. They really should sell.”
“You have done your homework.” He pretended to dab at his eye. “Your personal growth is exceeding all expectations.” With that he disappeared before I had a chance to let loose on him. Even though he knew how to push my buttons, he was pretty entertaining. I gulped my tea, grandmother’s special blend of the day, and headed out the door for my ten-minute drive up to Ka’anapali.
Walking into the cool, breezy open atrium at the hotel, I felt like I was on the first day of a new job. My table was set up to one side of the main lobby, nestled on the stone floor, surrounded by pots of lush, tropical plants. Guests at the hotel, at some point
... or another, would have to walk by me.MoreLess
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