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In response to the Fourth of July 2003 ficlet challenge.
Judson lay reclined back on the deck lounger, a cold beer in hand, stomach full from the feast of grilled hamburgers, potato salad, baked beans, corn on the cob, watermelon and home made ice cream.

Darkness had fallen and as he lay there the fireworks started up, shooting out over the bay. Mac and Gabe had brought a radio up on deck and they could listen to the musical choreography that went along with the display. Bright bursts of red, blue, green, white and gold exploded in the sky above in balls of light, even the occasional shapes of stars, circles and hearts.

As the final song started up, the fireworks increased in intensity, building up to a grand finale. Judson listened as his partners exclaimed and remarked about the display as their eyes looked upward.

"Great show wasn't it, Judson?" Gabe asked as the last few explosions came to an end and the sparks settled in the sky.

Judson smiled as he stared out to sea. The stars sparkling in the sky and in the reflection of the water had been his own personal fireworks show.

"It sure is..." he said as he took a sip of his beer and continued to watch as the stars performed just for him.

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