40 - Hazz

"You shouldn't even imagine what the life of the older sister of a family with only women should be like," said Jessy, sitting on the nearest bench. She put the soda can on her lap, next to the small black bag, and bit the hot dog before continuing. "Since I was little, I could never feel weak. I had people who mirrored themselves in my way of seeing problems.”

"I'm the oldest of two brothers" I spoke in a calm tone, settling better on the hard bench of the square. If it weren't for the view of the lake and the city that grew with distant lights ahead, it would have been a bad idea to stay there. It was cold, and I felt even more uncomfortable by the weather after giving Jessy my denim jacket to wear. "So I think I had a similar experience.”

"Ah, but boys are detached, aren't they?”

"It depends on which sense you say that. My brothers and I were some temperamental pests.”

"Typical of all the brothers," she commented, shrugging, after finishing eating all the hot dog. "Were you also co