Then she moved towards the door. 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. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a
grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. The black clad students
streamed slowly to their positions carrying their
instruments like offerings to the pilgrimage. Go on with your studies
at the Imperial College, for example, get a degree, and make yourself good
value. \"Ever thought about letting me do something with
your hair?\"
Not needing an answer, Shari got up and whipped out
a vented brush from an overstuffed drawer.
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