“What’s this, James? Are we having a picnic?” I hunkered down in the sand next to Juliet, handing her a Dharma Initiative tote bag. She smiled at me, brushing her hair away from her face ( Read more... )

They were arguing. Michael was stomping about on the raft like he was the King of the World. Jin kept pointing at the water, rattling off something in Korean that I didn’t have no clue about. Didn’t care much neither ( Read more... )