“What’s that thing?” Janie laughed.
Daryl tipped his floral ISLANDER hat. “This is a mere reminder of where my heart resides,” he said.
“Really? You ever been to an island? Ever even seen the ocean? And where’d you get that thing?”
Her questions hit him like punches. He almost reeled back, but he set his feet and his jaw. “Yes, no, no, and the internet if you must know.”
“Well, if you’ve never been to the islands, how do you know you’re an islander?”
“Come here,” Daryl said. “Look out the window at all the snow. That’s how I know.”
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