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“He didn’t even get to the part about
swimming and not getting wet,” Rafael protests.
“They were sprinklers,” Rhiannon tells him.
“How did you know?” I ask.
“I’m the head of this school,” Rhiannon says.
“Do you honestly think there’s anything about
geniehood that I don’t know?”
“I hadn’t really thought about it,” I admit.
“But no one can know everything.”
“I can,” she says.
