Chapter 46. Getting Warmer

I haven't been on this island for more than ten minutes, and I'm already counting down the days until I leave. Distracted by Amanda's unexpected reference to my vagina, I'm stunned into a state of silence. Imagine if Dante and I had actually done the deed -- she probably would have banned him from his own damn territory. And probably from my vagina, too. Shaking hands with various Isle Mist locals and feigning a big fat smile, I follow the boys to an open truck that supposedly belongs to Gomez, and we pile into the back. I'm in my own little world, as my thoughts switch to the ones I've left behind. I miss my father so much, it actually hurts. I can't help but worry for him. Who will be there to keep an eye on him? Who will watch countless nature documentaries with him, and make him his favourite dinner? Chastity can't afford to mollycoddle him, and Uncle Jerry has to be selective with his interventions. "Aly, join me at the front." Gomez tugs at my muddy boot