And once she was locked on she wouldn’t let go until I cooperated.“Why PeeGee?”“Because they’re cool.” She turned to her followers. “His...mom is real Hawaiian, those tattoos were done old-school, hand tapped into his skin with wood tools.”I began rolling up my right sleeve. I learned when it was easier to go along with PeeGee. “It’s called kakua, and some of the tools are made from animal tusks. Hurts like hell.”One of the women leaned over and looked at the pattern. “It’s all triangles. Really. Out of the 500 or so people in attendance there were about 10 white couples and roughly twice that many single white females. It seemed like anyone under 16 years old was in either the childrens’ church or the nursery.The head elder spoke from the front of the church, “Tom and Sherri would you please come forward.”Even though we were sitting in the front pew, the walk forward seemed to take minutes. It is amazing how many thoughts can race through your mind with each step that you take. I was. ‘Those are the wounds that indeed are hardest to see and take the longest to heal.’ Pelluluka said with a far off, saddened look about her as she remembered something that made her sad and chilled her soul. We all guessed that she was remembering her time with Felleona with mixed feelings and was not entirely healed from that experience. Time would work its magic I guessed and soon enough all would be well with her. However for now the wound was still fresh and tender it seamed. I for one. Edward appeared older than I even though the years were reversed in truth. He thought of me as a younger brother, though he never did presume upon that relation and in fact had never given even hint of it to me. I appreciated his discretion. I determined to put such plans as I had decided upon into effect.I invited Edward for dinner one afternoon. Elizabeth was there as well. Over dessert, I made straight to the point. "Edward, as your brother I grow concerned that you do not have a position.