***Jackson***
I walk into the kitchen looking for some food. I am starving but that is nothing new. I like being up when everyone else is still sleeping, doing my rounds around the perimeter, the calm of a morning, the quiet before the world wakes.
My head is in the fridge, Maggie always leaves me leftovers, she knows I like to rummage for food at all hours of the day. When I turn around with my mouth full of leftover bacon I see Rachel sat there. She smiles at me.
‘Hungry?’ She asks with a laugh
‘Sorry. I didn’t see you. Not much gets between me and my stomach when it’s growling’ I laugh. ‘Do you want some?’ I ask
‘No thank you. It’s still a little early for me. You’re up early?’
‘I like the quiet. Everyone still sleeping’ I shrug
‘Me too’ she quiets
‘Are you ok?
‘I was wonder
