Salvation

10

When morning came Adelaide woke up to an empty home. She laid in bed listening to the silence. There was actual silence. In her old home when she woke up in the morning, she'd wake up because she got woken up. The usual wake up call in the darker recesses of the city consisted of a rowdy argument, gunshots, perhaps even someone throwing a bottle and it smashing to the ground. Or against someone. This time, Adelaide had woken up to her own accord. She felt rested, oddly enough. She sat up slowly and looked towards the window. The sun shone out from behind the curtains, it seemed like the city was going to have nice weather today.

If she could have she would have gone out, but she couldn't. It was risky enough for her to be here. Going out and walking around could be even more risky. Laying back down with a sigh she shut her eyes with a frown. What was the point of her getting up? What did she have to get up for? There was nothing, absolutely nothing for her to get up for. Putting a hand over her eye she sighed. Still no vision had returned to her left eye. All there was, was blackness. No fuzzy shapes, no disembodied colours. Nothing. Adelaide was seriously losing hope in ever getting vision back. Could she get a job despite being impaired? This thought popped into her head and made her heart sink. Putting her over hand over her eye she jolted when a knock echoed on the door. Sitting up she slowly got out of bed and walked over. Putting her hand on the handle she turned it and opened it hesitantly.

"Afternoon."

"Afternoon?" Adelaide repeated but sounded a lot more confused. Was it really the afternoon? She hadn't ever slept in so long before. Not unless she was unwell.

"To be exact," Harvey said while crossing his arms. "It's four in the afternoon." Adelaide looked at him gobsmacked, she was utterly taken back by that. How could that be possible? Surely it wasn't? How had she managed to sleep that long without waking for anything? Maybe she really was that exhausted, it wasn't like she properly slept in the hospital.

"You're joking!" She exclaimed and slapped her hands to her cheeks still in shock.

"Erm," Harvey looked at his watch. "No, I'm not joking, see. If I remember rightly I left the office at half three, got delayed in traffic, then arrived here at five to the hour." Adelaide looked up at him while he was recounting his routine of getting home. "So yes, it's four o'clock."

"How could I sleep in until four?! That's got to be a record...for me, I mean." Adelaide combed a hand thoughtfully through her hair as she looked at the floor.

"Well you have had an eventful past fortnight haven't you? The exhaustion was bound to hit you eventually. It just so happened it hit you last night." Harvey stated, Adelaide twiddled a lock of her hair and tried to fit everything together. To her she still thought Harvey was joking, but she quickly grabbed his wrist and looked at his watch. He was not joking, it was now five past the hour.

"How was work?" Harvey raised an eyebrow at her question. "What?" She laughed nervously. "Can't I ask how your day was?"

"It was fine. Mundane even, a lot of paper work."

"The same paper work you threw around last night?"

"Hey, I didn't throw it around. It was organised mess, remember? Considering you have been sleeping all day you must be hungry. Come on," Harvey turned away from her room and walked down the landing. Adelaide stuck her head out of the room and watched him go. Ducking back into the room she grabbed her jacket and ran after him. Since leaving the comfort of her bed, she'd suddenly turned cold. She was still living in the same clothes she had borrowed. This didn't bode too well with her. She needed her own clothes, and she needed them now, if anything.

"Harvey?"

"Yes?" He looked up at her, he had started to descend the stairs, Adelaide was still standing on the landing.