I glanced over at the open window, watching waves gather strength.
High tide.
That was my cue to gather my family and go. They accepted my observation as fact, trodding after me — on foot at first — then in the car later, past ramen shops, ABC stores, and the club where an Elvis impersonator performed.
I saw Seaside Ave. in Waikiki flooding over, an inch, two, then a foot all of a sudden. “We need to go.”
I couldn’t remember my childhood landmarks. No time for one last, lingering look back…
Run.