Jasmine
“Hello, my name is Jasmine,” I announced to the guests as I welcomed them into our house. I was trying hard to be polite, but I was seething. The four men had come to see my mother, Pearl, on church business. But I had been promised by my Mom that she was going to take me to the observatory tonight. I knew Mom would be caught up for a few hours and by then it would be far too late to go out. Tonight was the first fine Friday night in over a month and I really wanted to go. Mom usually did not have meetings for the church on Friday nights, this had been a last minute affair. Mom had become involved with the church soon after my father had been killed in a …