Hula

by Jasmin Iolani Hakes

“Hi`i, I’m hapai. You goin’ be a big sister.” Hi`i was glad she was sitting. “Wow.” “Yeah. And it’s knocking me on my `ōkole. You t’ink you can handle t’ings around here?” “Sure. But just wow.” People were having babies in Hilo all the time, families expanding faster than bellies at Thanksgiving, but Hi`i had never considered the possibility their family would ever consist of more than she and her mom.