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tolerate more than a quick hug or a ruffling of his auburn curls that were so similar to Jade's, only cut short. He had become quite a handsome young man. She wondered if he even realized when a girl at school was interested in getting to know him better. Probably not.
    "This sounds like a work of genius, Caleb. But I fear that such a search engine wouldn't be very profitable, would it?"
    "Not if I tried to sell it to the industry," he said. "But I imagine that many people would be more than happy to spend a small sum a month for using a search engine that allows them to keep their privacy."
    Now she laughed. "Caleb, if you continue to have such ideas you'll be rich like Bill Gates before you even go to college. Will you buy us a nice house in the Hamptons to live in then?"
    "I'm sorry, but I can't do that, Jade," he replied earnestly, unable to follow her little what-if fantasy. Caleb only saw what was real. He couldn't imagine a scenario that didn't make sense to him. "I am not rich. I have forty-nine dollars in my wallet, one thousand four hundred eighty-nine dollars on my account, and my half of the money that Grandma left us. You know that I can't spend it until I'm twenty-one. A house in the Hamptons is worth approximately …"
    "I was only joking, Caleb," she interrupted him, giving him another tight hug. "I only meant that if you were rich one day, you'd buy me a house. But we will live together one way or the other. As soon as I've finished ballet school and have a proper job, I'm going to look for a place where we could move in together. Would you like that?"
    "No," he said bluntly. "I live here, Jade."
    She sighed. Changes in life weren't very appealing to Caleb. At least her brother seemed to be happy here, even if he hadn't made many friends at school and remained an outsider, no matter how smart or how clever he was. He was just different, but she loved him just for that. One day, when Caleb had finished school, she would find a way. She knew that he wouldn't be able to live on his own without someone regularly looking after him, explaining the world to him.
    It was often simple things that confused her brother. The subtle nuances of human behavior, like odd reactions from others to something he had said. When they had been younger, he had asked Jade about it later, imitating the other children's facial expressions so she could help him interpret their meaning. Any changes in his daily schedule could bring him into a sudden state of fear, even panic - a train that hadn't the same number as his usual one on his way to school, or a restaurant that couldn't provide his favorite dish at lunch because one of the ingredients was out of stock.
    Finally, he seemed to finish whatever he had been writing and turned to her. He looked at her, then averted his eyes while he spoke. This was one of his many special behavior patterns that isolated him from others. It just felt strange, made him appear disdainful for not making eye-contact when he talked to you. It would appear as if he wasn’t listening, although he saw everything - there was nothing that escaped Caleb's attention.
    "What happened, Jade? You look different," he said. "Your voice sounds different today, too."
    She took a sharp breath before answering. He was right. She hadn't slept much for the remainder of the night. Alrik had been on her mind all the time during the drive here; images of him had flooded her mind. His lips on hers, kissing her senseless. The radiant grey of his gaze as he stared down at her, naked on his bed.
    Now it was her time to look away. But there was no point in lying to Caleb.
    "You're right," she admitted after a while. "You know … recently, I went to a club. On the evening of my birthday.”
    “What for?”
    She hesitated. “Well … to dance with my friends, have some fun. But the point is that I met a man there."
    "Was he nice?"
    Jade smiled. "I don't know if 'nice' would be the right word to describe him. He is special, not