Chapter Nineteen

We made it home with the collection of books. Jax had them brought directly to his room so we could start going through them. Meghan dropped us off and turned around to go work a shift at the diner.  

As we started to sort the books on the giant table, someone on the staff brought us a huge tray of food. A mixture of fruit and sandwiches. 

“I hate that” I said quietly, as soon as they left. 

“Hate what?” Jax asked. 

“That you have people just waiting on you. It’s awkward.” I sat down on Jax’s bed, throwing the dirty jacket on the floor. 

“I wouldn’t know the difference. If it makes you feel better, they are paid. And they’re free to leave whenever they want. Most view it as an honor to work