LXXIX

Jinx made his way back to the Lorain. He found his twin lying on her bed sketching. Sketching was one of Lucky’s past times. She said it helped her sort her thoughts. Jinx shut the door behind him.

“Hey” said Lucky, “they leave?” lucky continued to work on her sketch.

Jinx nodded, “about 30 minuets ago.” He said as he sat on the bed.

Lucky put down her pencil and rolled onto her side. “You okay?”

“I’ll be okay.” Jinx answered, “at least I think I will be.”

Lucky sighed and hung her head back, “Jinx you have go to stop this.”