My eyes scanned the courtyard, finally relieved for the next hour as I distanced myself from the elderly. The only thing I could do was participate in board games or interact with the other "inmates".

I slump down in a rocking chair overlooking the yard. A girl walks up to me, plopping to my right and trying to mess with her ankle bracelet.

"That’s not gonna work. I’ve tried, so it’s best to lay off."

I rolled my eyes as I looked at her.