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Chapters (76)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. Mauna Loa: November 21, 1935
  5. 1. Mangoes
  6. 2. Watching Over Him
  7. 3. Rising Winds
  8. 4. The Okawa Fish Market
  9. 5. Beauty and the Beast
  10. 6. Homecoming
  11. 7. Waiting
  12. 8. In the Quiet
  13. Ghost Voices
  14. Carrying On: November 23–25, 1935
  15. 9. Sanctuary
  16. 10. Fire and Ice
  17. 11. The Sugar Train
  18. 12. The Green Bungalow
  19. 13. The House Call
  20. 14. The House on the Hill
  21. Island Voices
  22. The Past, the Present: November 25–26, 1935
  23. 15. Island Boys
  24. 16. Hide-and-Seek
  25. 17. The Bulletin Board
  26. Ghost Voices
  27. You Can’t Hide: November 27–December 4, 1935
  28. 18. A New Direction
  29. 19. One Step Forward
  30. 20. Awakening
  31. 21. Puli Plantation
  32. Island Voices
  33. Lost and Found: December 6–8, 1935
  34. 22. Ashes
  35. 23. The Surprise
  36. 24. The Scenic Express
  37. Ghost Voices
  38. And Then . . .: December 11–16, 1935
  39. 25. Restless
  40. 26. Collecting
  41. 27. Sugarcane
  42. 28. A Visitor
  43. 29. Run
  44. 30. Nightmares
  45. 31. Packing
  46. Ghost Voices
  47. Secrets: December 17–18, 1935
  48. 32. Town Boy
  49. 33. Nori
  50. 34. Naupaka
  51. Ghost Voices
  52. Answers: December 18–20, 1935
  53. 35. Lava
  54. 36. Uncle Koji
  55. 37. The Truth of It
  56. Ghost Voices
  57. Waiting: December 22–26, 1935
  58. 38. Revelations
  59. 39. Safe Places
  60. 40. Mele Kalikimaka
  61. Ghost Voices
  62. Shooting the Moon: December 27–31, 1935
  63. 41. Blackbirds
  64. 42. Mosquitoes
  65. 43. Faith
  66. 44. The River
  67. Ghost Voices
  68. A New Year: January 1–2, 1936
  69. 45. The Beating Heart
  70. 46. January 2, 1936
  71. 47. The Living
  72. Ghost Voices
  73. Hilo: July 28, 1936
  74. 48. The Mango Tree
  75. Acknowledgments
  76. About the Publisher

It’s March and it has rained nonstop for the past four days. I haven’t heard from Franklin in more than three months. I can’t stop pacing from my bedroom down the hallway through the living room to the kitchen and back. Over and over. I’m afraid if I stop moving I won’t ever start again, collapsing right here on the floor. I no longer have the energy to be frantic. Now there’s only fear and anger coursing through my body and still, still, the sharp longing for him that only fuels my rage. Koji comes by every week to see if we need anything. I know he’d come every day if I asked him to, but the last thing we all need is more confusion. How can two men who grew up together be so different?

I glance down at Franklin’s kitchen chair. I can almost see him sitting there, yeah, smoking a cigarette with his morning coffee, trying to pull me onto his lap. My anger suddenly rises like a quick flame and I pick up his ashtray, open the back door, and throw it as far as I can, its landing blunted by the rain and mud. The thick air smells of dying flowers, of misery. Before now, the longest period of time I hadn’t heard from him was just short of a week. He later told me there had been an accident on the construction job and he’d been laid up. “Believe me, sweetheart, I had no way to get word to you.” I believed him then because it was the first time, and Daniel was still a toddler and he had kissed me, sucking gently on my bottom lip. I begged him then to stay in Hilo. There was talk of a new federal building being built and they would need construction workers. Meanwhile he could work odd jobs or for the plantations. “Doing what?” he’d said, his anger rising. “I’m no knife swinger!”

There were extended absences for a time or two afterward, but never more than a week, yeah, and he always sent money every month to supplement what I would make from my sewing and mending. This time I haven’t received anything from him since he was home at Christmas. Franklin left again just after the New Year and I’ve been alone with Daniel ever since.