Chapter 57: Kent and Koa at a dance

And new information brings a twist... AT THE END!

Dear readers: In over fifty books I’ve written, not since I wrote my memoir FRECKLED have loved writing a book this much. In fact, if you read that book, you’ll see how much of Koa’s character is inspired by my own “wild” childhood on Kauai, growing up in the jungle in a subsistence lifestyle. Being in the world of the Valley has been magic, a return to my roots.

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ONE WEEK LATER:

The fundraiser for the Hilo Women’s Shelter had drawn a full house—off-duty cops in aloha wear, doctors in pressed khakis, community leaders with their spouses, and dozens of volunteers who kept the Shelter running.

The ballroom at the Hilo Grand Hotel glowed with soft light, music and laughter, the setting defining an event formal enough to hold its shape with both glitter and substance.

Kent stood near the silent auction table, sipping a drink as he watched Koa and Ella laugh over a a ridiculous painting of a surfing mongoose someone had donated. Koa’s hair was swept up to expose her slender neck, and she wore a dress that skimmed over her figure like water and shimmered with fish-scale sequins.