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
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So there she was, drink in hand.
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He flashes her a smile as he ducks past, looking for a drink.
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"Havin' a nice time?"
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And us? Well, we're stuck on an island where we can't see how it turned out at all. And that's just not fair, in some absolutely selfish way.
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"Seriously. Is it because they're not having fireworks? I can understand that being difficult."
To his credit, Brad's face stays straight.
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He had some juice thing...never really sure what stuff was made of on the island, and started mingling, figuring he could meet some people outside of the little circle he had.
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"Hey, Colonel!" he called, waving a pair of tongs in greeting. "Got some sausages on the grill just about ready. Interested?"
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He grabbed a bun from the pile on one of the tables, snatched up a sausage with the tongs and slapped it in.
"Here," he said, holding it out to Jack. "Condiments are just over there."
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He still wanted to help if he could so he was moving around, trying to see if anything needed to be moved or set up or errands needed to be run.
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He'd never been that good at history.
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