The port is only three hours away from the island. The kids went back to sleep, so Kimberly prepared to take a short bath when a knock on her door stopped her.
“Kimberly?” It was Hannah. Her voice filtered out from the thick door of their room, causing it to sound muffled and low in volume. “Are you awake?”
Kimberly glanced at the two sleeping figures on the bed and slowly strode to the door and open it. A Hannah with only her bathrobe on and with a white towel wrapped around her head welcomed her eyes.
"... What do you want?"
“I was checking if you’re alive,” Hannah said dryly before shoving something at her. “Turn on your phone, will you?”
It was her phone. Kimberly looked at it curiously and saw her mother’s name on the screen. Her mother just called Hannah.
“Ah shit, I forgot.” Kimberly touched her forehead as if it was throbbing in pain. “Thank you.”