Jesse makes a beeline towards the lunch table, carefully avoiding the crowd gathering in one corner in the catering tent. He wonders why so many have come to have lunch at the same time today.
There is a sudden yell, followed by a deafening cheer among the crowd. Jesse shakes his head and smiles a little. Those actors—they definitely live in a world of their own. To be honest, Jesse sometimes wonders what it feels like to be in such a group, and whether he will ever be accepted into such an exclusive circle. He shakes his head, mentally rebuking himself. He will always be the outsider no matter what. It’s no use wishing for the unattainable.
Jesse fills up his plate although he doesn’t feel much like eating. Mashed potatoes, shredded roast beef, corn, fish, and steamed veggies crowd his
