” Anna stood up. 153 The halls emptied with special urgency as teens rushed forth into heated cars and buses to make the mad dash home before the coming storm. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. Water poured into her eyes, nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn and wheeze. He's the only native I trust in these parts. I don’t care if you never tell me any of your secrets. I kept watch over you, for fear of a surprise on the part of Jonathan.
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