Chapter 87
- Jackson was enjoying the fine air of the night. It was clean and thick with the aroma of woods. It reminded him of home. The dark atmosphere of woods and trees were what he grew up with. He had lived for years in the comfort of nature.
- “Would you like a drink?”
- Jackson didn't have to turn around to know it was one of his half-brothers offering him a drink. He just didn't know which one. “Sure.”