“W here did you learn such perfect English?” Itzik Rubin asked with undisguised envy. He had spent two years trying desperately to pick up the language without much success. Finally he’d gone and spent a month in New York. And here were these two youngsters from the middle of the Pacific Ocean speaking English fluently.
“It’s our mother tongue” Joe explained. “Or close to it. Our entire village speaks the language — a souvenir from the missionaries who descended on us in the 1930s.”
“When the spirits of the dead came back” Bernadine added in an amused tone.
“Yes when they came back from the Darkness ” said Joe.
