This put Diana and I on a deadline, so we couldn't linger long in Samoa or Wallis. In fact we made Savusavu, on Vanua Levu in Fiji just three days before Steve's arrival. Through the hectic process of maintenance, provisioning, and trying to carve out some space for him, I began to have second thoughts. I mean, as my nephew I have to love him, but will I like him? How will several months of living together in the space of a normal closet work out? What if he holds opposing and therefore, by nature, completely incorrect political views? Or worse yet, what if when I pour a wee tipple into my coconut he admonishes, "Uncle Alvah, your body is a temple of the Lord and Thou shalt not desecrate it."