'Sorry about yesterday, we didn't really start on a good note,' James said
'It's okay, I haven't had much practise at meeting new people, and any new people I've met have always been a threat to me or my mother,' Jadine replied.
James looked up at Jadine suddenly he realised what loneliness she'd been through since she was born, knowing nothing of the world knowing no-one but her mother and people that boarded the island she grew up on.
He felt guilt that he'd been raised in three different countries in seven different houses with such a big family and so much money, when somewhere in the world Jadine was being raised by an ignorant mother on a marooned island where she had to fight for food everyday, with no proper clothes, no house and no family. James took a breathe to say something but was disturbed when his father jumping on him.
'What where you talking about then?' Will asked.
'We'll tell if you do,' Jadine said looking up at Jack who was now standing behind her blocking the sun from her eyes.
'No chance… yet love,' Jack said staring ahead at nothing.