When the island volcano erupts and buries neighborhoods, life gets very exciting for helicopter tour pilot, Keoni. His home is threatened by rapidly spreading lava, so he’s staying with his lifelong friend Steve. Keoni has never felt any chemistry between them before, but his feelings for Steve change as things turn deadly even in supposedly safe areas.<br><br>Keoni carries newsmen, cameramen, officials, politicians, and performs rescues on flight after flight. As his home is destroyed and more neighborhoods crumble, his emotions run high, and his feelings for Steve grow. But he screws things up between them as he leaves for his last flight of the day, maybe of his life. Could things get any worse?

Throwing Shadows at Fire

I’d like to say the ride to Steve’s house was even and pleasant, but it was noisy, smelly, and the goat farted a lot. It got so bad that Steve and Mick started singing Broadway tunes together. I hated when Steve did that because he loved to go falsetto, and it wrecked my nerves. At least it was a distraction from the fear of dying and the sound of lava and rumble of fiery fissures throwing clumps and spirals and fireworks of lava into the air around us. I’d almost say we had a gay old time, except, of course, for stupid Mick having to be straight. That sucked.


Chapter 8