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W. Jones smiled immediately and asked, “What was that for?”
    Jessica’s forty-seven-year-old father was the absolute apple of her eye, as she was to him. Jessica would forever be his pride and joy, and he’d spoiled her since the day she was born. It was impossible for him to tell her no to anything, and she knew it.
    “Nothing, Daddy . . . I just felt like giving you a kiss.”
    He eyed her suspiciously and said, “Ok, how much do you need?”
    Jessica chided him and said, “Oh, Daddy, I don’t want any money.”
    He displayed a surprised look. “Let me check your temperature.”
    She tapped him on the shoulder and smiled. “Why something got to be wrong with me, Daddy?”
    “I know, baby. I’m just joshing you.”
    They stared at the television in silence until Jessica asked, “Daddy?”
    “Yes, pumpkin.”
    “It’s this premiere to a movie coming out downtown this Friday, and me and Vonda and the rest of us have free passes to see it, but the only thing is it starts at ten o’clock. You think I can go?”
    He scratched his fading hair and said, “If it starts at ten, you won’t get out till at least midnight. That’s pretty late to be getting home by yourself,” said Mr. Jones.
    Jessica anticipated his answer and quickly stated, “I know. That’s why we all planning on staying at Vonda’s house so none of us have to walk home by ourselves.”
    He shrugged. “Ok, that make sense.”
    Jessica jumped up and asked excitedly, “That means I can go, Daddy?”
    He nodded his head and submitted, “Yes, baby, you can go with your friends.”
    Jessica began clapping and gave her father a big hug and a kiss. “Thank you, Daddy! I love you so much.”
    These were the moments Mr. Jones lived for, as he saw the joy in his baby girl eyes. She gave him another kiss on the cheek and then headed upstairs to her bedroom. Just before she went up she peeked back into the living room and asked her father, “Daddy, umm, what about Mama?”
    Mr. Jones looked into his daughter’s big doe eyes. “Now, you don’t have to worry about your mother. I’m still the man around here, if you haven’t noticed.” He winked.
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    The day of the party, Jessica packed her clothes and shoes in an overnight bag before she went to school. She made sure her outfit for the night was looking fresh and hugged all her curves in just the right places. Jessica thought that she would have to be the most stunning girl at the party if she had any chance of getting Kenny’s attention.
    Kenny Duboise was a neighborhood teen who had it all—good looks, style, and a fierce reputation as a ladies’ man. Girls and women alike flocked around him because of his magnetic personality and smooth demeanor. But what really set Kenny apart like no other were his deep, penetrating hazel eyes. Just one look into a girl’s eyes would send them in a whirl, so Jessica knew the competition would be thick.
    Even though Jessica herself was highly sought after, she was used to seeing Kenny with older and more sophisticated women. She had to at least try to stand apart from the other girls even though she doubted her chances of being with a person like him.
    After the four girls got out of school at noon that day, they went over to Vonda’s house to practice the latest dance moves. Vonda had gotten some weed from one of her older brothers, and she, Lynn, and Jessica were having a ball, smoking, dancing, and bragging on how they would rule the dance floor that night. Tiny, however, was disinterested in dancing and remained laid back in a chair as she smoked the weed and watched the three of them dance through her icy eyes. The more weed she consumed, the more she seemed to grow angry at the world—especially toward her arch nemesis, Jessica Jones.
    Lynn and Jessica were doing their thing in the middle of the room and had just perfected an intricate succession of dance moves.
    “Oh, snap,” said Vonda, as she watched her two home girls twirl and