Chapter 63 – Week End

• “Wait,” I say at breakfast, half a piece of bacon already on its way to my mouth, “what do you mean we don’t have class tomorrow?”
• “It’s Friday, shrimp cousin,” Jesse says, smirking at me. “Are you aware of these things they call weekends?”
• “Don’t be cute, Jesse,” I snap, glaring at him, which only deepens his smirk. “I just didn’t know the Academy acknowledged them. I mean, it didn’t when we were candidates out in the barracks.”