..Mom?" Jessica asked, still using her feminine voice despite theidentity of the person to whom she was speaking."Jesse, oh thank god," Mrs. Tyler sig...ed as she heard her oldest child'svoice. "Paris has been all over the news this afternoon, where are you?Are you safe? I'm sorry, I know it must be late where you are, but I hadto call..." We're fine," Jessica replied. "We don't even live in Paris anymore..." Wh-what?" Mrs. Tyler asked, an air of anger creeping into her voice."When did this. I turned my attention to Sugar and Rose, but they were intently watching the rest of the drama unfold. I wondered how Geoff and Josh would take this. They definitely weren't used to having girls control their lives. Well, get used to it, boyfriends."Yummy Geoff, did your mama ever tell you not to date a black girl?" Uh ... no, Denise." She lost her chance then, 'cause you goin' with me to the Valentine's Day Sweetheart Dance. And once you been black, you ain't never goin' back." Geoff clenched. So we stayed back in the park. It got really dark and started raining heavily. There was no shelter, only trees. By the time, we ran across the park to find shelter, we were wet. We decided to stand under a big banyan tree. Water was still falling over us. She came and hugged me, and I held her waist with my arm tightly. She rested her head on my shoulder and I covered her face from my hand. I could feel her breathe on my chest. She loved my gesture. She started kissing my chest over my shirt.. She turned away and swept her hair back with one shaky hand but it fell forwards again. “I really don’t think you need—” Reese reached out and tucked her hair back for her. “Humour me?” She stood paralysed for a moment then huffed at him and pushed past into the dim space between the two rows of bookcases. Reese cast a quick look round the library floor. A couple of people sat at tables at the far end of the long room, but there was no one close. The narrow passage between the two book cases.