Nest Egg (Aloha Chicken Mysteries Book 1) by Josi Avari

Author:Josi Avari [Avari, Josi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Quill Canyon Press
Published: 2019-03-06T22:00:00+00:00

SAFFRON HAD NO MORE luck with the note when, after she had lugged the bundle back to the house and dumped it on the trash pile then taken a hot shower, she sat peering over it in the bright kitchen.

Was Bud meeting Lani? Was he meeting someone else, who’d left him this note about Lani? What if it was a warning to Bud about Lani? Perhaps Ed had slipped it into the basket to warn Bud about his sister’s fury?

One thing was for sure, the note Saffron had hoped would solve the mystery had only served to deepen it. She tucked it in the drawer of her bedside table and curled up in her surfboard sheets exhausted from the hike up the stream bed.

The next morning dawned clear, and Saffron woke to realize that she’d had her first good nights’ sleep in Hawaii.

She was ready when Keahi showed up at the door with breakfast in hand.

“One of these days, I’ll feed you,” she said, taking the warm tinfoil packet he offered. “What is it?”

“Honu sandwich,” he said, “or at least that’s what my mom always called them.”

Saffron unwrapped it to find a roll with the corners of a fried egg sticking out of it. “Honu? Is that some kind of fish?”

“The word means sea turtle,” he must have read her horrified expression, “no, no, it isn’t made of a sea turtle. It just looks like a little turtle, see?” She saw it now, the floppy egg white sticking out and making turtle-like flippers under the dome of the roll.

“Sorry,” she said as she took a bite and they began to walk down to the beach.

Keahi’s laughter was as warm as the morning sunshine, “I’m always surprised what assumptions people make about other cultures.”

Saffron ducked her head. Her cheeks were hot. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you.”

Keahi waved a hand. “No offense. I learned a long time ago that if people don’t talk about things they don’t understand, then they’ll never come to understand them.”

“But talking about them reveals my ignorance. I’m always making missteps and wrong assumptions. There’s so much I don’t know about Hawaii.”

“You’ll learn,” he said lightly, “as long as you aren’t afraid of making mistakes.”

He certainly made it easy not to be afraid. Saffron ventured a question.

“You don’t eat sea turtles, then?”

“No. They’re sacred, at least in my family. Tutu—my Grandpa Mano—would never allow it. It’s a tradition from his mother’s side.” He was chewing, “He believes that they protect us. I think his love of them is what spurred the invention of a look-alike sandwich in our family.”

Saffron liked that. “We could all use more protection,” she said.

“I wish I’d been here to protect you from having to find Bud,” Keahi said. “How are you doing with that?”

She didn’t know what to say, exactly. “I didn’t even know you then,” she said, and the thought was strange to her. “I’d only just met Mano.”

“Then I wish he could have been here with you,” Keahi said.

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