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incident a couple of years back. I wasn’t a big fan of the annoying little bells, but I supported why they were there.
    “ Aloha ,” I called out.
    “ Aloha backatcha,” she said. She came out from behind the counter and we hugged.
    “Toast, huh?” I said.
    “Yeah, toast. It’s a groovy smell. Like morning time in my mom’s kitchen.”
    Like me, Farrah was an orphan . Any reference to a fond memory of her parents was a heartfelt compliment. 
    “Are you glad to be back?” I said.
    “Exquisite.”
    I think she meant to say “ ecstatic,” but with Farrah, the English language was a liquid, not a solid. It was a fool’s errand to correct her grammar.
    “I want to hear all about it, but I’ ve got a new girl coming to the shop in a few minutes.”
    “New client?”
    “I wish. No, it’s Sifu Doug’s niece. She’s here for a few days from Honolulu and he wants me to show her what I do. He made it sound like an internship or a ‘take your daughter to work’ thing, but I think the real reason is he doesn’t want her at his house. Lani’s worried she’ll be a bad influence on their kids.”
    “Whoa. That’s gnarly. Doug doesn’t come across like a dude who’d flame his own ‘ohana without good reason. What’s the four-one-one on this girl?”
    “I ’m not sure.” I looked up at the Felix the Cat clock on the wall. “But I’ve got a feeling I’m gonna find out pretty soon.”
    I went next door, unlocked my back entrance and went in side. Less than a minute later someone began pounding on the front door. Bam! Bam! Bam! It was loud and urgent; like a Good Samaritan warning me the building was on fire.
    I ran to open the door and came face-to-face with something you’d find in the prop room of a horror movie. It looked like a shorter version of Gene Simmons from the band Kiss in full stage make-up. Or, upon closer inspection, it looked like a teenaged girl in black lipstick with bluish-white face paint and bright green hair molded into stiff six-inch spikes. It looked like a lot of effort had gone into trying to stand out—or embarrass her parents.
    Sifu Doug stepped out from behind the girl and smiled. “Pali, I’d like you to meet my niece, Kaili. Kaili, this is Pali. You’ll be spending the rest of the day together.”
    My chandelier earrings had started to pinch as I stuck out my hand. Kaili ignored the gesture and shouldered past me into the shop.
    “Yeah. Well, I might stay,” she said. “Or, I might not. You got any coffee around here?”
    Sifu Doug gave me an apologetic shrug. “I’ll be by to pick her up at five.”
    “Make it four,” I said. “I’ve got to go to Lahaina and get some stuff.”
    “ Ah—” Doug began.
    “I want to go to Lahaina,” Kaili interrupted. “In fact, I want to go anywhere besides this stupid Podunk town.”
    I shot stink eye at Doug.
    “Kaili’s not used to small-town life,” he said. “She was born and raised in Los Angeles. She’s only been in Honolulu the last six months.”
    “Yeah,” she said. “Welcome to the freakin’ middle of the ocean. Kids here are so lame. It’s like being in a damn time machine or somethin’. Like nobody here even knows what century it is.”
    “I’ll le t you guys get acquainted,” Doug said. “And Pali, after you two get back from Lahaina why don’t you bring Kaili up to my place in Pukalani? I have to be home by five-thirty to help Lani get dinner started.”
    I’d stepped in my own mess. I didn’t need to go to Lahaina. And Doug knew it. Handing me the responsibility of hauling Kaili all the way up to Pukalani rather than allowing Doug to pick her up when he wanted to was, in effect, a counter-punch. Sifu Doug was a fourth-degree black belt with a trophy case crammed with glittery gold reminders of all the martial arts tournaments he’d not only won, but dominated. I should’ve known better than to try to outmaneuver him.
    I half-expected him to lift his arms in triumph. Instead, he flashed me