Return from Sally IslandChapter 2
The flight to Honolulu was uneventful and I found myself thanking Providence that Sally's message had been received in early summer, at the most opportune time for me to respond to it personally. In the fall, I would be commencing my third and final year of law school at Stanford. But at this moment, I had at least nine weeks of freedom, during which I could pursue this quest. I can't deny that I was excited at the prospect. No navigator, I had nonetheless equipped myself with the finest...