Rose's Point of View
Jackson and I sat opposite each other in companionable silence whilst we ate our brunch. The waiting staff brought out three huge silver platters and laid them on the serving table that had literally appeared from nowhere just before the food arrived. I had never seen so much breakfast in all my life, if you could think of the food it was there. Danish pastries, bagels, pancakes, eggs, waffles and French toast to name but a few.
Luckily, I was so hungry I put a sizable dent in the food I was presented with, otherwise I would have felt really bad about the amount of waste we had. I voiced my thoughts to Jackson.
"Don't worry" He soothed me. "Anything we don't eat will be put into the kitchen and people can help themselves." I beamed at him. After all these
