A part of him would have even been happy if Dominique had chosen that moment to bound into the kitchen, full of enthusiasm and stories about people Jesse didn’t know. Except, it was Friday night and Dominique had opted to spend the night at a friend’s house. Michelle had retired to her room without even pausing for dinner, but Jesse supposed that was just as well. He wasn’t ready to talk to her, either. The situation was not great, but it wasn’t a high priority. Nobody’s life was currently at risk, except Jonah’s, and they weren’t going to let anybody get within two hundred feet of him.
Jesse was still working on his first helping after everybody else had finished their second. He only listened to the conversation with half an ear until David caught his attention. “I’m sorry, what?”
“Jonah wanted to know if you were all finished in the library for the night.”
“Oh. Oh, yeah. For the night, at least.”