About This Book

High up in Jamaica's Blue Mountains live twelve-year-old twins — the indomitable Polly and Jackson Gilmore. She's tart as a lime, and he's sweet as a mango. Both are two smart for their own good, but they'll need all their wits when a young Rasta thug named jammy comes to town and starts harassing their family.

With the twins' mother sick and their father distracted, it's up to Polly and Jackson to keep their family strong — and figure out the mystery of Jammy.

Sample Text

"She is valedictorian," said Jackson, proud of his sister — and relieved as the apparent success of the distraction.

"You know what you going to say?" Poppa asked, delight and pride bubbling in his voice.

"Sort of," Polly replied. "But I need you and Mama to help me."

Jackson, once again, has to acknowledge a  grudging — and in this case welcome — admiration for his twin's technique in parental manipulation. Polly probably knew exactly what she was going to say already; finding things to say was never her problem. But bringing in Mama and Popa befoer a word had been written down was a means of completely dispelling the last traces of the pall that had hung over their heads throughout the evening. Jackson heard in his mind the ba-DAM of the winning domino slammed down on the table; his sister, he had to admit, was a master — mistress, she would insist.