Chapter 113
“Well, look who remembered my number,” an old man chuckled. “The world must be ending.”
“Just busy, as usual.”
“Too busy to call an old man who taught you everything you know? The professor’s mock offense couldn’t hide his genuine pleasure. “What’s the emergency this time?”
“I need a favor,” Adam said, getting straight to the point. “I want you to teach some kids.”
me
A snort came through the line. “You know I don’t do that anymore. Too many entitled brats with helicopter parents thinking their precious angels are the next Einstein.”
“They’re smarter than I was at their age,” Adam said quietly.
The laughter cut off abruptly. “You’ve never said that about anyone.”
“Because it’s never been true before.”
Another pause. “Who are these mystery geniuses?”
“My neighbor’s kids. They need someone who won’t bore them with basics they figured out years ago.”
“So you thought of your cranky old professor, huh?” The fondness in his voice betrayed him. “Fine. I’m curious. When?”
“Saturday morning? Thomas can pick you up.”
“Tell him to bring decent coffee. And Adam? If they’re not as brilliant as you claim-”
“They are,” Adam cut in. “You’ll see.”
After hanging up, Adam stared at his phone. When exactly had he started caring so much about those kids?
Irene groaned as she clicked through yet another review site. Finding good schools for normal kids was hard enough. Finding ones that could handle three gifted five–year–olds? Nearly impossible.
“Mom, when do we start?” Lucas appeared at her elbow, munching an apple.
“Soon, honey. She ruffled his hair, hiding her exhaustion. “Just making sure I find the perfect places.”
After dropping the kids with Joseph, Irene tackled her growing list. By lunch, she’d arranged for the triplets to attend Silver Academy three days weekly, with Adam’s professor handling math and calligraphy. The specialized classes would be split between different instructors across the city.
Which left one major problem.
I need a car,” she hered, scrolling through listings. Taxis would cost a fortune, and public transit with three kids and their gear wasn’t realistic.
By evening, she’d narrowed it down to three models – all practical, spacious enough for three boosters, and with top safety ratings.
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Her phone buzzed the next morning. “Ms. Sterling? The car’s ready this afternoon.”
Four hours later, Irene signed the final papers and took the keys to midnight blue SUV with enough room for everything a mom of three could need.
“Perfect family vehicle,” the salesman beamed. “Great safety features too.”
Family. The word still caught her off guard sometimes. Five years age, she’d been struggling alone in a foreign country with newborn triplets. Now she was buying a family car for her brilliant ils about to start school.
Life was weird that way.
“Mom got a car!”
The triplets spotted it from the window before Irene even turned into the driveway. They raced outside like a tiny stampede, nearly knocking Joseph over in their excitement.
“Easy!” he laughed. “It’s not going anywhere!”
By the time Irene parked, three small faces were pressed against the windows, leaving smudgy fingerprints and foggy breath marks on the glass.
“Can we go for a ride?” Alex asked immediately.
“It’s huge!” Lucas spread his arms wide.
“Is it really ours?” Lily bounced on her toes.
Irene laughed, their excitement infectious. “Yes, all ours. No more waiting for rides.”
Thomas wandered over from next door, curious about the commotion “Nice wheels,” he called, whistling appreciatively. “Taking it for a test drive?”
“That’s the plan.” Irene opened the back door, showing off the interior. “They already installed the safety seats.”
“Need help figuring out the features?” Adam rolled down his ramp, eyes sweeping over the vehicle.
Irene hesitated. She hated asking for help, but the dashboard had baffled her during the test drive with its array of buttons and
screens.
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