Success

Jennifer was angry--I knew because she wouldn't meet my eyes. She sometimes forgot that I knew how to detect these things. Everyone said I was the smart twin, but they were wrong. Jennifer had the presence of mind to hide all her behaviors from me for a full three years while I did the analyst thing. She had the gumption to research, had gone through all my textbooks and purposefully misled me. For a full three years, and we lived together.

Jennifer was goshdamn brilliant, but was getting sloppy since I'd begun the handwriting analysis. Maybe it was because all her energy was going into typing any notes she had to leave for me. I hadn't seen a scrap of Jen's writing in five months. Her level of determination was truly astonishing, even if she did sort of assume that I'd forgotten how to read her. She was too smart for even me, the academic.

If she hadn't dropped out of high school, she would have been positively unstoppable.