The Island Part Four

The end too close for comfort

Photograph by Marjanblan on Unsplash

At first I thought it might be Kell looming over me. I hoped with all my heart it was Kell. The pungent aroma of bitter almonds told me different. I made to rise off the bed.

“ Hello…no please, don’t get up on my account. The door was open, I hope you don’t mind me coming in.”