"Jesse would you like seconds?" Asked my mom. Jesse was over for dinner and he had finished his food before almost everyone had eaten their first bite. Sleepy was already shoveling food in. "No thanks ma'am." Replied Jesse. My step brothers looked at him with admiration for finishing his food so fast. I couldn't help stare at Jesse. He was wearing a navy blue shirt that brought out the color of his eyes. His jeans fit snuggly so all his leg muscles were perfectly defined. Then out of nowhere I knew Paul Slater was dead.