CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
JAXMy first weekly checkup with Dr. Jenkins is today. It’s crazy to me that a week’s worth of time is gone already. Oddly, after spending my first six days as an inmate of the Zoo, I feel healthier, stronger, and carefree, like a detox. I’m sure it won’t last long.
“Ahh, Jax, how wonderful it is to see you,” Dr. Jenkins says, extending his hand. I stick mine out to shake his and particles of dirt fall to the ground. “My, my, my, aren’t you dirtier than the first time we met.”
“I’m trying something new.”
He titters and takes a seat on a rolling chair. “Well, let’s see how this ‘something new’ is treating you. Oh, and I have a message from your father.” Dr. Jenkins pulls out his clear examine chart and presses a button. My father’s voice fills the room.
“Jax, I shall ha
