“I thought you were a dolphin, man.” Garrett’s eyeballs scraped as he opened his heavy lids.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Eric took his pulse again.
Garrett clutched at the wet sand, choking and spewing more seawater.
“Lay still a few more minutes.” Eric slowly pushed him back. “The ocean and heroin aren’t a good mix.”
Garrett’s head jerked up.
“It’s not rocket science.” Eric pointed at the fresh track marks.
“I guess not.”
“Your body has struggled for life.”
“Mahalo, mahalo.” Garrett knew he came close to dying out there, and would have if the dolphin hadn’t saved him.
“Give your spirit a chance to catch up.”
Beauty of the World: In this series I use an “untranslatable word” in a story. These wonderful words capture the beauty of languages around the world.
Mahalo (Hawaiian, n., v.): thanks, gratitude, admiration, praise, respect.
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