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compound interest to him, and Anderson Brigby Bright III was being giggled at by a bevy of girls from Remarkable’s School for the Remarkably Gifted. They all thought he was so cute and so modest, and they were all hoping to get a chance to ask him to the upcoming annual Science Fair Dance.
    It was while Jane was standing off to one side watching her family have such a good time that she suddenly had the sensation that someone was staring at her. Now, the sensation of being stared at is always an uncomfortable one, but to Jane it was even more uncomfortable because it was also unfamiliar.
    She looked around, half expecting to find the four beady eyes of the Grimlet twins watching her. She winced in anticipation of being hit with a straw wrapper again. But the Grimlets were nowhere to be seen. Perhaps her imagination was running away with her, but this seemed unlikely because her imagination wasn’t the kind that did much running.
    Then Jane saw someone wave to her. It was Dr. Josephine Christobel Pike, Remarkable’s exceptionally proficient dentist. Dr. Pike was making her way to Jane through the crowd while carrying an enormous puff of bright pink cotton candy on a paper cone.
    “Hello, Jane,” Dr. Pike said. “Are you enjoying the fair?”
    “Uh-huh,” Jane said, but she was too surprised to say more. Dr. Pike had a small wisp of cotton candy stuck to the corner of her mouth. Such a sugary snack seemed like an odd choice for a dentist, but it wasn’t odder than the fact that Dr. Pike knew Jane’s name. Dr. Pike only saw Jane twice a year. Usually people needed to see Jane a lot more often than that to remember her.
    “I just wanted to remind you that you have an appointment on Tuesday. It’s at two thirty,” Dr. Pike told her.
    “Yes, right…umm. I’ll be there,” Jane stammered.
    “Wonderful. I’ve been looking forward to it for months.”
    If Jane had been able to read minds, she might have been surprised to discover just how eagerly Dr. Josephine Christobel Pike anticipated her twice-yearly dental appointments. But Jane wasn’t the least bit telepathic, and so she had no idea that she was Dr. Pike’s favorite patient.
    So, instead, Jane was stunned. Dr. Pike had remembered her name, and she was looking forward to seeing her? It was very, very strange.
    She looked around to see if anyone in her family had noticed what had happened to her, but of course, no one had. Her mother had pulled out her planner and was showing her grandmother a detailed flow chart of tasks that needed to be completed before the bell tower’s groundbreaking ceremony. Her father was still signing copies of his new book. Penelope Hope had finished explaining compound interest to Mr. Phelps and had moved on to helping him understand third-world debt relief, and Anderson Brigby Bright was staring off into the distance at nothing in particular.
    Or so it seemed at first. But the more Jane lookedat her brother, the more she recognized that he was staring at a girl.
    The girl was humming—and rather loudly, too—as she listened to a small music box that Jane’s mother had put in the dollhouse-sized architectural model. The music box played a simple version of Ysquibel’s thrilling composition. Every time it stopped, she wound it up again and hummed along as if this was the most important task in the world.
    The girl looked familiar, but it took Jane a moment to realize why. She was the same girl that Anderson Brigby Bright had been sketching on his napkin at the dinner table. It would be impossible not to recognize the long black braids, chic glasses, and well-shaped nose from Anderson’s photorealistic napkin sketch. The only detail he had missed was a large button pinned to the girl’s lapel that read S.Y.N!C.
    “Who’s that?” Jane asked her brother.
    “Her name is Lucinda Wilhelmina Hinojosa,” he said wistfully. “She has perfect pitch.”
    “What’s perfect pitch?”
    Anderson Brigby Bright didn’t answer her, and