Chapter 17

Is it a sun?

I don’t know, Jess.

But you see it, right? Emma?

“Hello! Earth to Jesse!”

Jesse blinked, snapping out of his memory. Or daydream. Or whatever the hell it was. He wasn’t the least bit surprised when Dominique met him in the hallway, bubbling over with questions. She had the tendency to do that any time he was gone for more than a few hours. Instead of explaining everything to her right there, he herded her into the parlor, where Michelle was reading while the television droned quietly.

“Shouldn’t you be in bed?”

“No. I’m not tired.”