This morning is cold and wet. It's gonna be a long day, I can tell. I glance over at mom to see her fast asleep for the first night in months. She even has a smile on her face. Last night the whole group of us had a party to celebrate Mildred being okay, and us all making it this far. We all painted our faces and made hats and necklaces and hula skirts out of long grass and danced and sang around a ginormous bonfire. We had a feast. Well it was as good a feast as your gonna find in the middle of no where with no tools and no proper oven. Mom was the happiest I've seen her in along time, even though she was stranded on an island without her fiance and has been for 3 months.
I'm cold now, so I'm going to go sit by the fire. Pretty much everyone else is up now, I slept in. :)
Supper was delicious. Some sort of mixed juice and tons of fruit and plants. Bill cooked it this time so it wasn't burnt. I actually enjoyed it. But the biggest news of all is what happened after the food. We were all getting ready to take shelter for the night (the reason I didn't say sleep was because no one really sleeps.) when a huge boat cam across the ocean. We were prepared with a plan of what we would do if this ever happened so everyone ran to their stations. A couple guys made the fire smoky enough to signal them, and us kids and a few adults started spreading jackets, hats, rocks, fruit peels, and other bright things to spell SOS and capture the attention of the boat's captain. Some other people waved leaves in the air and shook the trees, and all the others held bright clothing in the air above their heads.
Suddenly, the boat came towards us.
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