1. The Island, Chapter 27


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    plants. The field hockey team was out in the woods hunting again, or off playing together (I wasn’t sure which), and the kids were climbing on the reef checking out the tide pools and looking for crabs. Janie finished her meal and looked at me, exhausted. “With all the hiking, and then the drama on the cliff, I’m pretty beat.” She blew a stray hair off her forehead. “I think I’m gonna nap for a while.” She shaded her eyes, looking out at her son, who was on the reef with his friends. “I can’t believe he’s not tired. They’re like little Energizer bunnies at that age.” “It’s a good thing they can move on from things so quickly,” I said as we walked back to her shelter. “It keeps them from becoming cynical or set in their ways. Adaptability is the key to a successful organism.” She gave me a kiss and settled down on a blanket. “Thanks again for rescuing me.” “Hey, if you’re going to insist on playing the damsel in distress, I’ll step up and be the knight in shining armor.” She laughed sleepily and closed her eyes. Of course I wouldn’t tell Janie, but our escapades this morning had really pulled something in my back. I decided if she was going to sleep, I was going to soak in our handy-dandy natural hot tub. As I stepped out of the shelter, I saw quite the international group chatting around the main fire pit. Do Hun and his daughter, Mi Cha the businesswoman, and Adede were metaphorically chewing the fat while actually chewing on some dried pork. I figured this was a good ...
    time to get to know some of my neighbors better. I walked over and said “Hi,” and invited the crew to join me in a good soak. “That sounds great!” Mi Cha enthused. “I used to go to Spa World pretty regularly back home. I’ve been missing the hot tub; it really helps de-stress you.” She translated the plan to the other two Koreans, and I could see them nodding assent. Adede was a little confused as to what we were talking about. “What is a hot spring?” she asked, her forehead corrugated in uncertainty. “I guess you wouldn’t seek them out much in Africa, with the average temperature being what it is,” I said. “Hot springs are where ground water is heated by underground sources of heat, like old volcanoes, or magma that gets close to the surface. The water is about 110 degrees and feels great on your skin. Since the rain came, the air’s cooled off a little and I thought it might be nice.” She seemed intrigued and agreed to join us. “What do you wear in the water?” she asked, looking down at her flowing, multicolored dress. “Nothing,” Mi Cha said. Thinking twice, she looked at me. “That is, if you’re OK with that. That’s the way we do it back home.” “That’s fine with me. I don’t have any hangups about nudity.” I turned to the African woman. “How about you, Adede? Are you OK with that?” “Of course.” She looked unconcerned. “Before I moved to the city, in our village it was not uncommon to work outside with little on our bodies. I am not shy.” Having settled that, we collected some ...
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