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giddy at the moment.  Raziel’s words of warning slip to the back of my mind and all I can think about is spending time alone with Kallen.
     
    It only takes about half an hour to be ready to go.  We leave a couple of notes to those who aren’t home so they know where we are.  It would probably be nicer to wait for them and say good bye, but it feels like if we don’t go now we won’t be able to go at all.
     
    I do a mental checklist to make sure we have everything we need.  I have my purse with money in it.  I have a small suitcase because it looks weird checking into a hotel without one and I don’t want Kallen to have to hold the magic for one all day.  I’m dressed for heat because everyplace we go will be warm.  I can’t think of anything else.  I’m ready to go on my very first vacation. 
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 7
     
    Kallen and I walk out onto the beach.  I give the suitcase to him and I close my eyes.  I think of the pictures of Hawaii I studied when I was homeschooled. I loved geography because I could dream about being other places than stuck on a mountain in Colorado. Reaching out, I pull back a hole in the realms and before us stretches a sea of gray, cracked rocks.  Actually, it’s a sea of dried lava.  I’m a little nervous as I step through the realm gateway.  I’ve never been here, but I’m smart enough to know that this is a dangerous area.
     
    Up ahead there are billows of white smoke and we can hear the ocean waves as they crash against the dried lava.  I’ve read enough about volcanoes to know that that is one of the most dangerous areas other than the top of the volcano. The shelves of dried lava by the sea are unstable and often disappear under the waves. We plan to avoid those.
     
    As we get closer to a lava viewing area, the temperature rises drastically. It’s a good thing that Kallen can change our clothes as needed.  It’s also a good thing there’s no one else around to see him do that.
     
    After about an hour of hiking over the sharp jagged rock, I am seriously wishing that I had opened the realm gateway closer to the top. My legs are getting sore and I’m very thirsty.  We didn’t think to bring water.  So much for me planning ahead.  Looking around to see if there are any other hikers, I decide to rectify the situation.  Touching Kallen’s arm, I think about being at the top of the volcano and instantly that’s where we are.
     
    I probably should have thought this through a little better since my husband lands on an unstable piece of rock and starts to slide towards the lava bubbling inside the volcano. Keeping a firm grip on his arm, I teleport us back to where we were. A very angry Kallen stumbles to the jagged rock.
     
    “A little warning next time would be nice,” he says. Rising to his feet, he assesses the cuts and scrapes that are now on his hands and legs.
     
    Feeling sheepish, I look up at him and say, “Sorry.”  My feeble apology doesn’t do much for him, so I try another approach.  I stand on my tiptoes and put my arms around his neck pulling him down to me, capture his lips with mine and kiss him deeply as I heal his wounds.  It only takes a second for his arms to be wrapped around me as he pulls me closer.  All thoughts of lava and sharp rocks have left our minds.
     
    Ending the kiss slowly, Kallen rests his forehead against mine. “Have you had enough of volcanoes yet?” he asks.
     
    “Yeah, I think the next time we come to Hawaii, we should do the normal tourist stuff.”
     
    “I am not sure what that would encompass,” Kallen says.
     
    I laugh. “Neither do I.”
     
    Standing up straight but with his arms still around me, Kallen asks, “Where to now?”
     
    “Let’s try our luck with the Grand Canyon,” I say.  “I promise not to drop you to the bottom.”
     
    He looks doubtful. “At least there is water there instead of molten lava."  Ignoring him, I close my eyes and think