Almost like our very first kiss. Tonight had more twists and turns than the whole of any relationship I had ever had. But around her, even a bad twist... didn’t seem to be all that bad. ‘I can’t believe I’m about to do this!’ she said aloud. ‘Do what?’ I don’t think I managed to actually say those two words aloud, only to think them. ‘You’re right,’ she began, ‘I do like you, and that should be the only thing that matters. I want it to be like that. And you’re right about that we might not meet. The grass was hitting me and I closed my eyes so's I could think a little better. Knock on the door. If it ain't one thing it's a goddam 'nother.'Door's open.' I heard it open and close. Whiff of scent. 'Hi, Kirsty, Whaddya need?' Cautious Doug. Thanksgiving had been a bummer. Sure, Tanya was a knockout, but a fifteen year old knockout might as well be on Mars, far as I'm concerned, and making moves on her big sister while she was in the house seemed like way too much effort. Fuckin' ability. We were met at the docks by a gentleman about my mother’s age and two teenagers. He smiled and greeted my mother like they were old friends.It is so good to see you again, Ms. Wilson. You remember my daughter Amista and my son Aldrix. They are the best divers on the island right now. Come, let me show you the craft I have made ready for you.I stood there with my mouth open. Amista and Aldrix wore a sarong around their waist like their father. Amista looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. At first they treated Jane the same way, but were soon speaking to one another in their gibberish tongue once they knew who she was.I then asked Jane to tell the men to sit, and I would fix their arm. I don't think that they believed her though, but they sat anyway. I got a bunch of some small lengths of twigs about half inch thick, and using the leather thongs that were hanging from their belts, splinted their arms, I made a wrist sling with the longer thong to hold the arm to their body. That.