Hope
The sound of the waves silently woke Garret from a terrible nights sleep. His pillow a rock, his blanket a bunch of palm leaves. Today was day 46. Forty-six…
The sound of the waves silently woke Garret from a terrible nights sleep. His pillow a rock, his blanket a bunch of palm leaves. Today was day 46. Forty-six…
The hazy heat of the morning sun woke her, the pain of her sunburn shaking her back to her senses. She thrashed about for a few seconds, before realising where…
“Wait,” he said, the words not quite sinking in. “Wait, just a second. You’re leaving me?” Once he said it, he collapsed in his chair like a discarded…