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bee and his foot swelled horribly. He’s allergic to bee stings and he had to give himself a shot but it still took a long time for the swelling to go down, so he couldn’t drive the jeep and it was starting to get dark. Paula couldn’t drive because she didn’t have her glasses with her and so it was up to me to drive.
    And I did it. I overcame my fears of driving and it became a forever kind of moment for me and Todd. I’m sure I’ll always remember that day because so much happened. But when I think about it now, what I remember most is the way Hana smelled after it rained. It was a warm, earthy, freshly-washed kind of smell. I can’t explain it but I miss that smell. I miss the sound of the palm trees when the wind rushes through them. I miss the fragrance of the white plumeria flowers and the sound of the ocean taking deep, long sighs and then letting them out on the shore. I miss Maui. I want to go back.
September 19
    I have a job! What do you think of that, DSF?
    My first job.
    And it was such an easy interview. Can you guess where I’m working? The pet store at the mall. It was Katie’s suggestion. She said that since I used to live on a farm, I should get a job with animals. The thing I didn’t tell Katie, or my new boss, Jon, is that I’m not particularly crazy about animals. I mean, I like them and everything, but I never was one of those girls who had her room covered with posters of horses. And when we had pets back in Wisconsin, they were just “around.” I never had one precious, favorite pet that stayed in my room or anything.
    The most embarrassing part of my interview at the pet store was that my dad took me and he stayed there, acting like he was a customer or something. The only problem was he didn’t act like a customer. He kept looking at me while I was filling out the papers and he walked over closer when Jon started asking me questions.
    The worst part was that my dad was wearing his overalls from the dairy where he works. He looked really out of place at the mall. It was embarrassing being with him, but at the same time, I was really glad he was there. I love my dad the way he is. Truly. It’s a strange thing. I feel embarrassed being with him at times, but I wouldn’t want him to change a bit because he’s my dad. It’s the same way with my mom. I wonder if anyone else ever feels this way about their parents.
September 20
    DSF, I have a headache.
    I think I got it from Rick. Is it possible to get a headache from a guy? There’s so much I haven’t told you about what’s been happening with Rick. I guess I didn’t want to write to you about him because I haven’t exactly figured out what’s going on and I thought if I tried to write about everything, I’d just fill pages and pages of craziness.
    So instead of long ramblings, here’s what I know:
    1) Rick likes me. That’s a nice thing. I like the fact that he likes me and he’s acted like he’s been interested in me for a long time.
    2) I like the way Rick makes me feel. It’s different than what I’ve felt with any other guy. I can’t explain it except to say that Rick makes me feel like I want to make myself a better person for him.
    3) I don’t like whatever it is that’s happening between me and Rick right now. I don’t know what to do with all the feelings. I think the only thing to do is keep going and try to be wise.
September 26
    Did I say “wise” last time I wrote to you, DSF?
    I guess I did. I think I’ve been wise with Rick. The thing nobody ever tells you is that “wise” might be good and right and the best way to go but it can also bring an immense amount of pain.
    Rick is a thief. There. I said it. He stole my Forever bracelet that Todd gave me and he traded it at a jewelry store for a clunky silver one with his name engraved on it. When I figured that out today, and he finally admitted it, I told him I couldn’t go out with him anymore. It was the hugest, most agonizing scene you could imagine. I