Chapter 15 - Jasmine
I’d been here about a day, and already, I was so frustrated I could scream. Alex wasn’t bad company necessarily, but I found that he was a bit of a motor mouth. And he was only nineteen. I’d actually made a point of asking him because I was really worked up by the idea that he might be sixteen or seventeen and already part of a gang.
Club, whatever.
But he was nineteen, which made him a legally consenting adult yet still a jackass. Boys didn’t get out of that jackass phase until about thirty, I’d decided, and for Alex, it might even take longer.
Still, he seemed like a good kid. Very eager to please. But right in that moment, I didn’t want to have a conversation. We were sitting at the kitchen table, having coffee and some semblance of breakfast. Alex had tried to
