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An Unexpected Souvenir
by Pam

An Unexpected Souvenir

We were standing in the lobby of the hotel and the woman at the counter was fretting. She didn't seem too stressed out, just a little concerned that she couldn't get the information she needed. She'd stopped in to use the phone to call the ferry service, but no go, this was Moloka'i and Moloka'i time is a suggestion, at best.

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