CHAPTER 23-01
As Sylvester Morgan trailed behind Jackson, the oddest, most surreal sensation overwhelming him, he found himself thinking . . . Jackson truly had no clue how much his gift had meant to him.
Wealth was clearly a department in which the man was not lacking, but neither was thoughtfulness. He could have gone overboard, flashing his dollars and buying something that cost more than it was appreciated.
He hadn't.
He hadn't, and the gift he had chosen, the reward he had picked for him, it was as close to perfect as humanly possible. Or, at least it was in Sly's eyes.
Build-a-bear had always been a childish concept, or so he had once thought. Having never been, it had been based on assumption alone. Upon his first visit, only half an hour ago, to collect the reward Jackson had
