"How old are you Jen?" Joe asked absentmindedly as they walked along the beach.
Jen laughed, "don't you know it's not polite to ask a woman her age?"
"You can't be much older than me," Joe said as he pulled her to a stop at the edge of the water.
"Well, I did graduate early from high school, and I jumped right into the local nursing program. I always knew that that was what I wanted to do with my life. I always wanted to help people. And look what it brought me," Jen said as she held up their intertwined hands.
"You're evading the question," Joe accused as he began to walk again.
"No I'm not, I just haven't answered you yet."
"Are you going to answer me?"
"Would it make a difference how old I was?"
"Not really," Joe said, "I'm just curious."
Jen looked out at the setting sun and then back to the handsome young man by her side. "I'll be twenty one in six weeks."
"And I'll be eighteen in a month," Joe said.
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Sweet. So you're exploring Joe and Jen's relationship. I feel the need to point out that there are accelerated nursing programs in which one can become a nurse in one year. It's entertaining that Joe is a minor and Jen is about old enough to drink. I think for genuine character conflict it'd be cool if Jen were a lot older, like divorced or widowed with kids or something. I say if you're going to go for a big social conflict you might as well go in for a penny, in for a pound.
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