“I don’t know,” Gene said, “but I think we’d better not ask him. I don’t think he knows, either. He definitely doesn’t know about us.”
“But he’s like us,” Jeanne said, taking the steps two at a time. “Like how Tegan is.”
“I know, and that’s the weird thing,” Gene said. “If he’s like us, why isn’t he better in school? He’s really smart. I know he is.”
“Yeah, but maybe…” Jeanne said. “It’s weird. It’s like, maybe he doesn’t know he’s smart. I know it sounds nuts, but…”
“No, no, I get it,” Gene said. “It’s like when I was with those guys, or you were with the Yokotes. They didn’t know we were smart.”
“That’s different, I think,” Jeanne said. They had an agreement that they would not talk about what had happened to them before Phillip adopted them, and this was getting dangerously close to breaching that arrangement. “Anyway. It’s not like he doesn’t show up, right? We see it. Maybe Phillip does, too.”
–
“Phillip, I’m glad I got you at home,” Chloe said. “Do you have a second?”
“Yeah,” he said. He glanced into the dining room; the kids were moving towards the front door. “We just finished dinner. What’s up?”
“There’s something I forgot to tell you,” Chloe said. “I know, it’s one of those blonde moments, I should have made sure about this in the meeting, but…”
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