JACKSON
“What do you mean?” I queried and stood.
“I might be putting on your mother’s pin.” Sarah selected her words gradually. How was she so sure that it was that of my mother?
I was certain I didn't want to have this discussion in the open so I stood up and took her with me. Surely, other members would worry about why I was leaving early with Sarah.
Others might even assume another thing. But this mystery I was about to uncover seemed more important.
I took Sarah to the penthouse. It was going to be quiet and I would understand what she said. All the while I took her with me, she didn't refuse or question me, she just followed me.
We went up to the penthouse. Sarah was right. I had been taking lots of alcohol and it affected me a bit negatively.
“How did you get this and how do y
