George sighed. “Then he becomes something else.”
Sheldon nodded—a small, almost invisible nod. “What if it gets worse? What if I can’t do experiments? What if I can’t write equations?”
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Mary beamed. Sheldon looked like he’d just been told 2+2 equals purple.
“Mom,” he said at dinner, holding his fork perfectly still to demonstrate. “See? Inconsistent. Unacceptable.” George sighed
“Yeah?”
Dr. Wu smiled serenely. “The body knows things the brain denies.” What if I can’t do experiments
Mary looked up with the particular fire that only a mother protecting her genius son could summon. “He doesn’t want to be something else.” The next afternoon, Mary dragged Sheldon to a strip mall between a laundromat and a vape shop that hadn’t changed its sign since 1987. Inside, a man in a blue silk shirt—Dr. Wu—had a framed photo of himself with Deepak Chopra and a fish tank with no fish.