Aluna’s visit lasted several hours during which they ate cake and Arrin showed her the house and even played the piano for her; something he never would’ve done for anyone else.

Aluna was impressed with everything, but especially with his piano playing. “I’m so glad I didn’t know how talented you were before I performed brain surgery on you. It would’ve made me nervous to know so much was at risk.”

Arrin smiled. “I’m sure I was never at risk in your capable hands.”

“He has a photographic memory too,” said Elizabeth as proudly if she were bragging on her own child.

“Yes, I already knew it had an eidetic memory,” Aluna said.

Arrin’s dislike over being called “it” was plain on his face, b...

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