Halfway There

Since we lived on the island. There was no place for me and Sam to go for our honeymoon but the other side of the island. We have been here for a week. I still can't believe I'm married. I never thought I would be a such a young age. "Honey," Said Sam walking in from outside. "I was thinking maybe we would do something. Like go swimming?"

"Sorry, Sam. I'm busy."

"With what?"

"Um... Well, I got to wash out my hair."

"Can't you do it some other time?" Asked Sam combing my hair with he's hands. I really loved Sam. But, I also knew I had to watch for something. Something I felted in my body. But, I still didn't know what.

"Alright." We got our swim-suits and went outside and jumped into the chilly water, Sam got out and dried himself off. I got out too. After that we just sat in the sand getting a nice sun-tan. I looked over at Sam. He was the guy I've always been looking for.

I jumped up saying I really must go and make some food. I thought as I cut the carrots, I remember out when we first got here. How Sam and all of the other boys where so mean to us. Never thought they could be nice.

We where locked up, tied up. But, still us girls wanted to stay with these guys. I really loved Sam. I really did. I remembered when he took me into that little garden room. How much I had cared about that room.

The good times. But, I knew there was still tons more to come.