Day 80
Dear Diary,
Contrary to what I usually write, I'm not always obsessing over Desmond. Really. I mean it. I can think of other things. Aaron. Getting rescued. Charlie. Loads of things that aren't Desmond. Really.
The other day Charlie did something that definitely deserves mention. He got Sun to watch Aaron and then surprised me by a secret picnic by the caves. Next to that little waterfall that I've always thought was pretty. When I asked the occasion, he said "Your birthday."
"But my birthday was in January."
"This is for all the birthdays I've missed. How old were you last?"
"22. You?"
"28 come December."
Funny how we've shared so much in such a short time and didn't even know how old the other was till now. Charlie produced two little cakes in Dharma packaging. They looked like those American sweets called Little Debbie's.
"I don't have candles but we can pretend," he said.
I made a big show over 'blowing out the candles.' "You make a wish now," I said, motioning at his cake.
Charlie did an even better job than me making it look exciting blowing out imaginary candles.
"Great job!" I said, clapping. "What did you wish for?"
"If I tell you, it won't come true."
It was one of the sweetest afternoons ever. Charlie really knows how to make a girl feel special.
So, I don't always think about Desmond. I just wanted to prove it.
Till next time, diary...
Claire
