Chapter 14
Alex found Jamie at the far end of the basketball
court, shooting hoops by himself. Drifting over, he watched Jamie
set up a perfect shot; the ball sailed effortlessly from his hands
into the basket. “Hey,” he called out as he approached.
Jamie glanced over at him as he retrieved the ball, the scowl
still on his face. “I thought you had to work,” he said, dribbling
back to the free throw line. He turned and aimed for the basket
again, but when the ball left his hand Alex knew it was going to
miss. It bounced off the rim of the hoop and fell to the ground.
“s**t,” Jamie muttered, jogging over to catch the ball.
“I had some things I had to do today.” Alex shoved his
hands into his pockets and hated himself for what he was about to
do. In the morning sun Jamie looked a
