Something about the morning after a heavy rain. The smells of mankind disappears, instead the air smells clean and fresh.
Sousa was looking out the window of the second story office, sipping coffee from an old navy gallery mug. He inhaled the morning air, looking down the on Hotel Street. The rain had cleaned the streets of the riffraff.
"It might be a good day after all." Souza thought as he walked away from the window and sat in his chair. Without thinking he reached towards the bottom drawer on his old wooden desk. He stopped and shook his head.
"Better not or vovo and mom will kill me! Can't go to mass smelling like a drunk."
He locked the office door and walked down the stairs to the street. He heard the church bells in the distance. There were a few in walking distance. The big ones, Saint Andrews , Central Union Church and if you listened carefully you could even hear the choir singing hymns in Hawaiian from Kawaiha'o Church,three blocks away. But he turned around the corner to grab his car and head back to Kalihi to pickup his mom and grandma and head out to Saint Anthony's.
