The Island, Chapter 28
Chapter 28 Morning dawned cool and clear, no sign of rain yet. I stretched mightily, rolling onto my back and contemplating the palm trees. Birds were whizzing around already, calling to each other loudly. Even as I was pondering the amazing string of events that had led me here, thanking fate for bringing me some of the most amazing experiences of my life, Gabrielle’s sweet face appeared above me. “Bon matin, Dave’” she whispered. “It is time for petit dejeuner—breakfast.” She must be adjusting to island life, as she seems to be getting up earlier every day, I thought as she lay down next to me and I rolled onto my side, my back still pressed against Janie’s sleeping form. I accepted her nipple in my mouth, closed my eyes, and started the day off …