I waited and watch the solid green light of the phone charger glow before finally pulling it out of the wall. Preparation for the next meal had already finished so the kitchens were quiet with only a single kettle still whistling away.
I coiled up the charging cable and put it in my pocket then walked to the side door that opened out onto a small terrace. I imagined the space had a purpose at some point in time but now it seemed to just be here to dry the odd handcloth. That and give easy access to the roof.
After climbing up and carefully balancing across the narrow beam that joined the roof of the kitchens to the building next to it, it was a straight line to the rooms where you and I slept.
I took my time traversing the route, sometimes stopping to peer at an oddly shaped cloud or follow an eagle's course through the sky, but eventually I reached that bit of roof where I told you I loved you. Barely any time had passed since then yet I felt like that moment was oceans away.
