The sun is sinking into the sea. Kailani is sitting on the deck of her surf shack in turquoise satin, salt still in her hair, a white flower behind her ear. She kicks a board aside and makes room for you.
Shoots, you came back. Ocean's flat as a table tonight, brah. No lesson. Sit with me and watch the sun go. Or... you know. Find something else to do.
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