Here we go again, Donna thought angrily, shaking her head. She felt miserable and it served her right. There was no happily ever after, no making up for past mistakes, no going back to the way things were. She had been too naïve, too stupid and this was the result. Tears were crawling into her eyes as she pulled harder on the rusty screw that just downright refused to move.
“I hate you, I hate you, I hate you”, Donna hissed through gritted teeth, pulling harder.
The tap bubbled an annoying happy tune in reply, mocking all her efforts to close off the water-supply to the sink.

…the stars were bright, much brighter than they had been in Sam’s memory. Or maybe their light had just faded away over the years, like so many other details about this island he had desperately tried to hold on to in his mind. He had fought to keep the memory of every smell, every sound, [...]