Jennette Mccurdy Hawaii Novels & Stories

“That was lovely. She looks familiar. Do I know her?” “I don’t think so,” Janette said. “Her name is Ellie. She’s been here a long time.” “She loves Christmas—and Hawaii,” Jordan pointed out. “Lovely girl. Sweet as they come.” Cadence could see that, though she wasn’t sure what Hawaii or Christmas were. “I think she looks like someone else.” Her forehead wrinkled because she had the idea that she didn’t particularly care for the someone else who looked like Ellie. Maybe she didn’t need to worry about that anymore. “I would like to go home now.” She was tired—it had been a long day.

I smile at her, “Then why don’t you spend more time here? If you are looking for a place to stay, there’s a vacant room in the beach house or you can stay with Diana. She’s really fond of you.” She smiles shyly, “I really appreciate the offer but I don’t think—” “Think about it first.” I cut her off while she looks at me with softened eyes. “Two weeks is not really enough to find yourself in this island. LUAHU has still so much to offer and you’re going to miss it if you will stay here only for two weeks.” Merry smiles tight-lipped, “I’ll think about it then.” “You should reconsider.” I nod at her as we continued eating, “By the way, I know I am not in the position to ask but I just wondered

If there’s heaven for me, I’m sure it has a beach attached to it. – Jimmy Buffett It was the last day in Hawaii and Jolene stood on the private beach watching the sun go down. Neo stood off to the side, giving her the space that she had asked for. As always, the guards stood discreetly out of the way.

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.

“Please tell me you’re not thinking of Vegas and an Elvis impersonator. Like Mary and Tyler, seriously? This is not a joke.” He gave a crooked smile that made something in her chest ping like a latch springing open. “No. But if you’re not keen on an impersonal register office, how about a small and simple ceremony on a beach in Hawaii?” Hawaii. The land of bikinis, beaches, and beautiful bodies. Oh, fuck no!