Tank POV
Max was the best thing that has happened to me in a very long time.
I can't say it enough. Best thing for the club: what she can do. She was still reserved, has only a chosen few she laughs with, basically sticks to herself, does her thing when not by my side.
Being brought breakfast in bed was a first, maybe when I was younger and sick in bed, but that was it; you get up, are healthy, and eat with everyone else.
I could get used to this kind of treatment, service, call it what you want, but I like it.
My heart was breaking for Max, as she told her story of her first time stitching skin, as she called it, and on the person she loved the most, had to have been difficult for a ten-year-old, then the street wars, I remember them, on the news, and the family telling us we should
