It wasn't until I arrived at the venue that I realized there was another group of about 20 students working behind the scenes too. Everyone toiled and pulled through to throw Colin a huge birthday party. Colin and I exchanged looks, touched by the kindness of everyone.

We were in a vast, empty space. On the right were several long tables, adorned with light blue tablecloths. There were a few stools scattered about. Needless to say, it was the dining area.

The air ventilation was better on the left, so three barbecue grills were set up. Flame tongues from the sizzling coals below were charring the sides of lamb shanks, unleashing the decadent aroma into the air. Our mouths already turned watery before the food was ready. To make sure we could eat as soon as possible, everyone volunteered to help out with the grilling. It was so festive.

I had the right to enjoy the party. Besides, since it was his birthday today,

left were two long tables filled with different bowls and plates containing various ingredients. I saw marinated beef, chicken, pork, fish, potatoes, and veggies. Everything was arranged in an orderly fashion.

all of a sudden. Perhaps this wasn't Colin's birthday party. It was his plan to make my

or the

I couldn't travel back in time. Just one familiar scent was enough to move me to tears. There were times I woke up in the middle of the night and spaced out

Lincoln University. I wanted to build a snowman once more, have barbecue in winter, grill meat skewers, and walk

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