Ian laid down beside Norah and looked up into the skies. It was a pretty good time. He really liked the colorful splashes of light as they exploded over the assembled audience. He didn't see too many fireworks shows back at home. Not much time for fireworks when the men were out to sea. His favorites were the bright white ones that popped as they descended. He turned his head and watched Norah. She seemed to be having a really good time. what's your favorite one?