Jackson ignored everyone that made their way in and out of the cabin. He just stayed in his seat and let his head fall back. He didn't want to close his eyes because when he did he started to see flashbacks. Flashbacks of his father abusing his mother. Jackson remembered that every time his father came home from work he would retreat to his room. His mother would just keep in the kitchen. He could remember every dinner. They were all awkward. Just complete silence and maybe a few words about how one's day was. But there was no full conversation on the well being of one another. He could see his father fall back in his leather chair and drink his worries away with a bottle of whiskey. Every night that happened. Every night until his father was killed. After that, Jackson remembers freedom. Freedom from a dictator. But at the same time he felt sad. He knew his mother was tired of being beaten, but she still mourned her husband's death even though she arranged for it. Jackson shook the memories out of his head.
He removed himself from the chair and stretched. After getting all loose he reached into his briefcase and pulled out a cigar. He enjoyed a good cigar every once in a while. Right now he felt as if he needed to get away and cool down with one. He looked around for matches in his bag, but couldn't find any. He shrugged his shoulders and made his way out of the cabin and past everyone in the corridor to the bar. As he walked into bar he just kept his focus on getting a light. He didn't care about his surroundings. He just needed to get away from the world. He took a seat at the bar and held out his cigar. He spoke softly to the bartender "Do you have a light?" The bartender nodded and lit a match. He held it out and Jackson lit his cigar. He put it in his mouth for a few seconds and got a good puff going.
He had awful memories in the cabin, but he felt as if the room changed his memories. Now Jackson started to think about his old love. A flapper he met at a speakeasy back in the city once. She was wild, but she was a good woman. He almost got married to her, but some unfortunate events happened that stopped any of that from happening. Jackson never brought that up with anyone. He barely brought up anything about his past up in any conversation. The only thing he would bring up was law school and being a somewhat successful lawyer. He kept smoking his fine cigar and ordered a bourbon. Even though the effects of drinking had a huge impact on his life as a child at home, he would never stop himself from drinking. Especially with the prohibition back at home. Being in a foreign country was great for drinking because there were no consequences with the law. Nothing between himself and a good bourbon.