"I don't know," Caleb answered. "I was talking to Kim, and suddenly my head hurt, and then I was here. You tell me! You're supposed to be the brains b...ehind this partnership. Why do you look like me?"Al's attention shifted, and Caleb could see that he was studying an image of Caleb's brain. Different areas of the brain image were different colors. Caleb wondered what the different colored shadings in the model meant. Al answered his unasked questions."My 'appearance' is a function of your. It was enough that they were here. "Didn't we learn through all of thisnot to keep secrets from each other?" I asked with a mock glare.She laughed again. "Unlike yours, this one was worth it." I laughedwith her before turning toward Ethan."Xander," I said. "Thanks for being here." "You were amazing!" Ethan replied in awe. He had spent Thursday with mewhile I was dressed as Sarah, but I could still see that look in hiseyes. He was in love with Sarah still. That was when I did something that. ‘Breakfast is ready.’ ‘Thanks, Abner,’ She headed off to the dining room quickly, momentarily forgetting S that Donovan wasn’t waiting for her there. Her pace slowed as soon as she remembered, and she entered the cold, empty room somberly. Abner served her silently, and she thanked him quietly, as usual. Breakfast had never seemed so long. They usually ate silently, anyway, but it was different with his obvious absence. She looked up at his chair constantly, but he wasn’t there. She missed the. He had lost track of time and place. There was only Anna and him in the world. She was so sweet, so giving. They parted with an ‘oh, thank you.’ Both of them were trying to put their feelings in order and understand what was going on once again. They talked about nothing in particular as they drove home and neither one was able to talk about what had happened once again. In front of her bedroom, Chris took her head in his hands, kissed her good night on her forehead and ran to his room. He had.