The Island, Chapter 6
Chapter 6 Janie and I emerged from the jungle trail into the bright morning sun on the beach. Fellow castaways were now stirring, and people began conglomerating near last night’s fire pit. We shared out some more food, less than any of us wanted, and tried to make sense of the situation. Our new island community was a motley crew. Besides Joelle, Janie and me, there was the flight crew: My redheaded fuckbuddy Sharon, who gave me a sexy smile, her chubby blond friend Jill, Patricia, an older woman with short, smartly-styled gray hair, surprisingly attractive and in great shape, and the lone male attendant, Rodney. Working all day yesterday with a clear purpose seemed to have settled him down, because he looked clear-eyed and in control, as opposed to the crying wreck I had …