#Chapter 224 – By the Door

Jackson blinks, clearly still working to clear the sleep away as Jesse and I peer at him from either side. “McClintock isn’t a real name,” he murmurs, looking between us. “We don’t…have last names in the Community – they just assigned McClintock to me when they gave me my identity paperwork, which was surely forged. The name doesn’t mean anything to me.” “Wait, so,” Jesse says, a devious smile curling his lips. “You’re like…just Jackson? Like a pop star?” “What?” Jackson asks, turning to him with a frown. “Jacks,” I say, a little breathless, completely captivated by the other part of his story. “Are you…do you seriously want to be a Sinclair?” He turns his head back to me and takes a deep breath, blinking and still trying to wake up. “If you’re a Sinclair then I’ll be one too,” he says, quite simply, holding out a hand to me. “If…that’s how last names work. But I don’t know how it works.” I just squeak with delight, touched to the depths of me, and I completely ignore his h