Rainbow’s Promise Beyond the cracked sidewalk, and the telephone pole with layers of flyers in a rainbow of colors, and the patch of dry brown grass, there stood a ten-foot high concrete block wall, caked with dozens of coats of paint. There was a small shrine at the foot of it, with burnt out candles and dead flowers and a few soggy teddy bears. One word of graffiti filled the wall, red letters on a gold background: REJOICE! Rainbow Reynolds ruminated over the sparkling, happy word and why it was there. Only a week ago the owner of the mansion the wall protected had passed away in his sleep and left his home empty. Pepper Jack was a mystery with a funny name who moved…