I lived in a mean neighborhood on the outskirts of a town with my parents and my elder sister Trinity. Both my parents were very smart. They were college professors after all. But my sister was smarter than them both, combined. She was the brains of the family while I was the exact opposite. I was more of a potato.
“Charity, your sister has the greatest IQ in the world,” my dad told me one day indicating how proud he was of her. But my parents were keeping it a secret because if the government or anyone else found that out by chance they would take her away and make her a lab rat.
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