Secrets of Forgotten Island

Alyssa had found everyone who came to Forgotten Island fascinating, even if their conversation topics were a little odd. Still, as the wife of a (hopeful) future leader, she had to behave as though she was interested in all of them. She genuinely liked Shayne Sahr, though. He was attractive, and full of wordly wisdom that her naive young mind had not yet been exposed to.

Alyssa even found herself bringing up some of Shayne’s conversation topics with Edgar. She didn’t mention, however, who she’d heard the ideas from. Edgar found it quaint that she’d been doing ‘research’.

Spending time with his wife wasn’t Edgar’s only concern – he still thought of his tomato plants as symbols of how the community would flourish. Sure, there were a few weeds, but these could easily be disposed of, and careful watering never goes astray in nurturing a community as well as a household.

Alyssa made sure she was out of bed in time to serve Edgar breakfast, bright and early (it wasn’t even dawn yet!) He’d found a job working as a campaign worker, which would hopefully give him contacts in the Confederacy. This could potentially lead to one day being the Administrator of Forgotten Island. Edgar was very excited about this opportunity. Alyssa was too, even though it meant she’d be alone for much of the day (Edgar considered it inappropriate for her to find a job too – what would the other men at work think?)

Alyssa kissed Edgar off on his way to work that morning. She felt like a storybook heroine, with her beautiful pink kitchen and her hardworking, caring husband.

Alyssa found herself falling easily into the housewife role as soon as Edgar had left. She cleaned the kitchen, and began preparing dinner. Edgar had requested a ’special’ recipe, so Alyssa made sure she spent some time studying it to get it right.

She even ventured out into Edgar’s prized tomato garden to tend and water the plants, as she knew Edgar would be disappointed if his gardening venture failed. She didn’t want to leave any tell tale signs she’d been there though, and so went out without her shoes on, being careful not to leave any marks in the dirt.

Evening came, and the pink sunset served to highlight the colours in the kitchen. Normally Alyssa would be overjoyed by the beautiful, shifting colours, but instead all she could think about was how lonely it was to eat alone. Edgar had said he’d be home in time for her delicious spaghetti bolognaise – where was he?

It made her remember something else that Mr Sahr had mentioned. Friends are few and far between in new places – perhaps she should reconsider listening to Edgar about everything?

Notes:

Poor Alyssa, she was alone and bored all day, and had a wish to call someone over.