Chapter Twenty Three

“Jerry”. Miesa breathed and scrambled to her feet.

“Hello Miesa.” Jericho greeted. "Can I join you?”.

Both girls nodded.

“Thanks.” Jericho sat on the grass and let out a sigh.

Miesa sat down beside him and exchanged puzzled glances with Beth. They wondered if he’d heard anything else apart from that.

Jericho was in first grade which surprised the girls because first graders didn’t like slumming with their juniors.

“So you were saying something about getting your parents married?”. He asked her.

“Um..yes." Miesa nodded. "You..heard everything?.”

“Just the last part.” He said.

“Oh.” Miesa said. "Um.. you know my name.”

Jericho stared at her waiting for her to finish but she was obviously done.

“The whole world knows your name now Miesa.” He told her. "You’re Cesari Sandoval’s daughter.”

“You said something about faking illness?”. Beth spoke up.

“Yes.” He nodded.

“How?”. The girls asked.

Jericho shrugged. “The same happened to my mom and dad so I pretended to be very sick. My uncle is a