`` well , let 's go , '' alexander said , coming down from his attic room and reaching me in the hallway . we sway ever so slowly as our hips brush over one another . she should have been able to manage what was on her plate , as my mother would have put it . he shook his head and asked quietly , `` can you shut up a minute so i can talk ? '' she asked when the camp leader answered the phone . jasmine asked while looking around the bar . 