014. Green
Jack knew it was ridiculous, but what he remembered most from the island were Kate's eyes against the green leaves, blue sky, or sparkling with firelight.
Her eyes looked different reflecting the street lamp, and Jack looked into them, hoping to find Kate in them, despite the different setting.
Their last night on the island they had been fighting about something, although Jack could not remember what. He had forgotten back then, too. Instead of arguing with her he had just stared at her.
He felt like an ass until she kissed him, and sincerely hoped history would repeat itself.