Chapter 12

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Chapter 12

I carve a new line in the tree

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I carve a new line in the tree. Seventy-five days on this hellhole of an island. Wait a minute, If we got here, on the fifteenth of February. Then that means, "Joseph!" I yelp.

"What?" He grumbles as he stares at the toy game. I beat all the levels, twice. Joseph decided to take a crack at them.

Today is April thirtieth. "Happy birthday!" I yelp, jumping on him.

"Wha-" he sighs with me on top of him. "Dammit, Alice. I was about to beat the level."

I move from off of him and lay on the sand. "You don't seem to be very happy about your twenty-seventh birthday."

Joseph gives me a knowing look, "wow, I wonder why Alice."

I push his shoulder lightly, "you could be dead," I comment. He turns his attention back to the game completely ignoring me. I grab the bag that is placed under his head that he uses as a pillow. His head hits the cushion below it.

"Hey!" he shouts. I pull out the bottle of tequila.

"Joseph, please," I pout. I've been wanting to drink this thing since I got my hands on it. "It's your birthday. We need to celebrate so..." I begin to peel off the wrapping. "Let's have a drink."

Joseph looks at my cheeky smile and then to his game and back to me. He gets into a more comfortable position, "fine, but I want food too. And, we can't drink all of it. Your birthday is in a few days too."

My smile gets even wider, alcohol! Alcohol! "Okay, mangos, coconuts or pineapples?" Joseph gives me a knowing look. Why did I even ask? "Okay, pineapples it is. Geez, I was just wondering if you wanted to mix it up a little for your birthday is all."

"Alice, you and I both know. Out of all those options, pineapples are my top choice."

"Okay, okay, I understand. You love pineapples, anything else birthday boy?"

Joseph looks over at the radio, "if you can get that thing to work. That'll be the best present I could ask for."

I look at the radio, it's been more than forty days and that thing hasn't come on yet. I think it's broken, but I won't dare say that to Joseph. He's relying on that thing to come on. One night while he was sleeping I checked the radio out. A few of the wires seemed to be fried and in the inside, it looked beat up.

My lips form a tight line. I take a look at Joseph, "we'll see." I cough a bit, "I'm going to get the pineapples. You stay there birthday boy and enjoy your video game."

Joseph waves me off and looks back down at the game. I take a quick glance at Joseph as I go into the jungle.

As much as I hate to admit it, Joseph has been quite easy on the eyes lately. His beard has grown in fully, and his hours of fishing has paid off. His skin has tanned, and his original shirt style hair is much longer now. Not as long as mine but, I can tell the length is foreign to him.

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