They walked back to her area on the far side of the office. It had black wooden tables with test-tubes, Bunsen burners, and equipment spread about."He...," she said, sitting up on a table.Michael leaned up against another table facing her."What's up?" she replied, unbuttoning the top button in her blouse."If I give you something, do you think you can tell me what it is, or even duplicate it?" he asked."Sure!" she exclaimed, clasping her hands together. "We can duplicate just about any chemical. It was normal every day; i have got new friends in college, new achievements in life. But i never used to talk with my step dad. I have said to myself that staying at moms is not actually bad, so i have felt free and happy. Time passed, because of my mom i used to talk to him, i thought he was a nice guy so i was little bit close to him. It was the day before my birthday. My mom went to Surat for her friend’s party. I and my step dad stayed at home. It was 8 am in the morning i was in light. Folks are a lot more interested in government, when they have the feeling that their vote makes a difference. There were fifteen of us with votes. We all of us felt like we could make a difference.All through the past couple of weeks, I'd made my best efforts to stick close to Geneva Franklin and try to make sure she knew I was alive and well. Geneva might have been only 14, but she was a smart little girl, and she looked and acted somewhat older than her age. I'm pretty sure she knew what was. I could hear them laughing behind me, and my skin crawled with the indignity of being on display for my Cousin, Brothers, and the Redneck Donaldsons.I had told Jenny she had to knock to come inside. However, she was treating my house like it was her home now. She was treating my room like it was HER room now. Mom told her she could just come in without knocking. I was sure she was stripping down to panties at the door like the Teacher’s Pet she was.My brothers Buddy and Lewis ran in the house,.