Finally, Max sank back onto his heels. “You know, I’ve seen videos of another prodigy that can jump like that too.” Adrian’s pressed his lips tight together, as if the confession might emerge of its own accord. Already he was debating if it would really be so bad to tell Max the truth. He could be trusted with this secret, couldn’t he? Clearly, he’d already figured it out—at least, guessed—so how much harm would there be in admitting it?
