This was the inspiration photo for the following scene. Our family was vacationing at The Moana Surf Rider Hotel on Waikiki. We had a lovely time.
The Mark of Eden
High Tea on The Banyan Grove Veranda of their hotel met all of Cecilia’s expectations.
“Jillian would love this, wouldn’t she?” Walter said, as the hostess explained the multiple varieties of tea choices.
Cecilia smiled knowingly. “She’s the one who insisted we do it. This is one of the reasons she sent us here, I think. It is fabulous. I hope we have room for the dinner show tonight. It’s going to be an early seating, unfortunately.”
Walter took a sip of his tea.
“I think I can find room,” he said, lovingly.
“I’m sorry we have to crowd everything in today. It would have been perfect to stay here one more day, but….”
Walter reached across the table and covered her hand with his.
“Sweetheart,” he whispered. “Nothing is more important than getting home and locating your dad. I’m with you one hundred percent on this.”
“I love you, Walter. You’ve been nothing but supportive. Thank you, sweetheart.”
“No problem, my love. Besides, this is right up my line of work. I’m kind of anxious, really, to find out where he is.”
“Listen,” she said, “why don’t you give the chief a call so he’ll have a heads up by the time we get back?”
“I’m one step ahead of you, my love. I left him a message right after we talked to Jillian. I haven’t heard back yet, but I’m sure he’ll get back in touch with me. He must be busy with that new case I saw.”
Cecilia put her finger sandwich down. She looked worried.
“That was the case of the older man they found dead?”
“It could be. Now stop worrying! We can’t do anything until we get home. Let’s just enjoy this tea, rest up a little, and finish up our honeymoon the best we can.”