Laugh, cry, look under the bed. Peer down through the sago bark. Smell the tropical breeze. But whatever you do - don't put the light out!! For every dreamer, a touch of the Pacific, for every Islander, a touch of home. The Tambu Ground breaks the boundaries of stereotype Pacific Islands fiction. "Yes," said Jimmy quietly. "He should have died. He made a mistake too, of course. He went for you with a knife. He should have sat in his house and owkred up the spirits. Nobody can bash a spirit's head in. But that's what he'll be doing now. That's what he's doing with Tanaka's dress. He's going to scare her to death. She'll
" Jimmy's theory was cut short. The house suddenly shook as Tapu's fist crashed through the cement sheet wall.