Time on the island was something of a relative concept, but the calendar said it was July the 4th today, and to Harry that meant only one thing: barbecue time. It'd been an awfully long time since he'd last set foot on American soil, and to him that made it all the more important to keep up with traditions from home. There were enough displaced ( Read more... )

Anne did sometimes feel the strain of taking on so many things when there were a limited number of hours in the day, but it was no more than she would have taken on back home, and here on the island, though she wouldn't have thought so once, she had many more people willing and able to give a helping hand. Not that she thought she would be wanting ( Read more... )

One thing I'd learned in my time on the island was that you could always count on people to lend a hand when you needed it. It had taken most of the day, but working together we'd managed to transform the rec center gym into something straight out of a Fifties flashback ( Read more... )

Walt doesn't find Pam in her hut this morning ( Read more... )

It was always a good day when the democratic process had been carried out without a hitch, and this day was no exception. The results of the latest Island Council election were in, and it was time to celebrate, not only the results, but the process itself. And given the number of hardships they endured on the island, a celebration was something ( Read more... )

There was a part of Geoffrey that actually looked forward to the elections, not because he was overly invested in the democratic process but because he liked the theatrical aspect of Speeches Day, and maybe he didn't act anymore but he actually did like getting up in front of people, a little, when it was something like this. When he was just ( Read more... )

The clothes have a way of making the girl. Having picked up a pair of cute yellow heels from the clothes box she was partially attempting to break them in. These shoes were definitely worth the effort, even if she probably had a few gray hairs from the whole thing but that wasn't the point ( Read more... )

Chase had, effectively, given him an ultimatum--write his dissertation and do his training hours, or in fewer words, shit or get off the pot ( Read more... )

With the sun's last rays dwindling in the sky and all manner of friend and volunteer being so wonderfully helpful, Jane believed that New Pemberley was well-equipped for the evening's festivities. She had the loveliest of help from her friends who only deserved the most effusive words of praise for their tasks in helping with chairs, tables, and ( Read more... )