The smart kid in my math class was Humphrey Sandoval, and he ate a sprouts-and-caper sandwich every day for lunch. He moved out of Carousel Cove the day after we all graduated, and as far as I know, he hasn’t set foot here again since. I wonder if he’s doing okay. I kind of doubt it, just based on the sandwich thing. Then again, I ate peanut butter and jelly every day, and I’m not doing so hot either. So really, who knows.
