Jon had a surprisingly good time with Amber. He learned a lot about her and totally revised his opinion of her.
She'd given him a lift home. He realized he'd sort of ditched Karyn at the mall, but she hadn't even seemed to notice he was gone. He was, in truth, a bit jealous that other Jon had done what he hadn't.
He sat down to dinner with a boy Mikey's age, a girl Zoe's age, and a Mom...essentially the same family Jon had sat down with the night before...except they were black and not the family he remembered. The boy seemed to be Janelle's brother Ryan.
He listened to his new mom talk about her day. She had the same job as his old mom...assistant to a lawyer downtown. His new sister didn't seem to be a Goth. She seemed to be just as aggressive as Zoe, but it was directed in different ways.
After dinner, he went to his room and closed the door. He stood in front of the mirror, the rock in his hands. He looked down at them. Long elegant fingers the color of dark chocolate. Did he really want to be Janelle Madison for the rest of his life? Did he have a choice?
