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The summer months were always noticeably warm in Kahikina and the people of Pale’iko weren’t strangers to the changes summer brought. The heat dried up more of their already diminished rivers and anyone could see the drop from where they were near the surface. But this time, from beneath the Pale’iko river waters, something could be seen glinting on the banks above the water. It seemed like it was stuck in the mud, and the receding water had washed just enough of the bank away to uncover whatever was under there. What could it be? Was it treasure? Or was it someone’s trash?
