Strange, in’it? Someone somewhere threw a dart at the board and decided 18 would be the age of majority. But no 2 18-y-o children are the same. Some could be trusted with a contract at 15, some can’t be trusted at 25.
Yes, they are all different. James isn’t ready for independent life, but he’s not going to be any more competent to follow directions and use tools (the requirements for working for a tree-service) just by being 11 months older.
Interesting, I do a crossword puzzle every day in an app on my phone. I just realized there’s never a cross word in any of them.
Truth. I was married at 17, but by the time I was 23, I was “older” than my husband. He wasn’t any older at age 65 than he was when we got divorced, meaning all the responsibility he had shirked in his younger days was still waiting to be recognized and dealt with. Didn’t happen.