January 29th, 2013

Randi sat in the doctor's office staring at the wall blankly, wringing her hands. Dave quietly sat there reading. She hated doing these things. She hated having her children's brains looked at. She needed to know though. She needed to know if her sons needed to be pushed in one direction more than another.

"Remember when Daisy had this done?" Dave asked.

"God, I was a nervous wreck." Randi chuckled weakly.

"The twins will be fine." Dave said, "Dr. Cardwell will tell us we're over reacting and they are normal little boys."

"I don't know if I can handle another exceptional child, especially twins." Randi sighed, "I know that's rotten to say."

"No it's not. They're hard work." Dave said, "I know what you mean." Randi smiled at her husband and Dr. Cardwell opened the door.
"Dr. and Mrs. Malucci, please come in my office." She said. Randi looked at Dave worried. The two of them walked in.
"My husband just had a heart attack and he's not allowed to get stressed." Randi said, "Just give it to us straight."

"I have been in this profession for twenty years this past December." Dr. Cardwell said, "I have only met a dozen people with an IQ over 160. Your twins are two of those people." Dave and Randi stared at her.
"Our…daughter…Lyric…She's um…147 and she'll probably be graduating med school when she's sixteen." Dave mumbled.

"I know and I am very proud of her, but what your sons exhibited during testing astounded me." Dr. Cardwell said, "It's rare to find twins with matching high Iqs like this. Are any of your children in MENSA?" Randi nodded as she licked her lips.
"Daisy and Lyric are." She said.

"I would recommend you getting Jett and Gage in it too. I believe the youngest one in the Chicago chapter is three." Dr. Cardwell said.

"Well, What are the boys' exact numbers?" Dave said, "I know number could mean nothing if they are given the right tools to work on their skills." Dr. Cardwell nodded.

"Exactly." She said, "Gage and Jett are at 166." Randi felt her body go numb.

"That can't be right." She said.
"It's very right. They're in a classification we call High Guinness's. There are classes above them, but they are very rare." She said, "166 is just a number and you need to feed it to make it grow, to make it stay healthy. Do what you did with Lyric and Daisy. They will need a little more stimulation though. They seem to have a really good knack for math. Maybe have them and Lyric work together. They seem to be on the same track. Daisy and your others have more of an artistic intelligence. Lyric and the boys are more scientific intelligence."

"This is a shock." Dave said, "I just….I assumed they were going to be slow because…They haven't talked much or did much."

"One bad thing about people of their intelligence is they are usually more withdrawn from people. They don't like to socialize as much. They don't feel they are on the same level as others around them, which is true." Dr. Cardwell said, "But one good thing is that they're twins. They have each other. That might make them blossom even more.
"How rare is it for someone to have a 166 IQ?" Randi asked.

"One in 53917 people." Dr. Cardwell chuckled, "And you have two. Darwin and Mozart's IQ's were 165."

"Wow." Randi chuckled nervously.

"Granted, Children's IQ's sometimes worsen when they reach the adult stage, but some often get better." Dr. Cardwell said, "I think in your case, looking at how your children age, you will have a couple of mathematicians on your hands, maybe Noble Prize winners." Dave nodded.

"Thanks…" He said. This was a shock. He wasn't sure how to handle it. They didn't want to handle more smart kids. They were a lot of work, now…Now he had learned, they hadn't experienced anything yet. The twins were a whole new breed of intelligence in the Malucci family and he wasn't sure how he was going to handle it.

February 11th, 2013

Lyric was so thrilled to hear about the boys doctor visit. She had always felt like an outsider in the family, but now she had two siblings she could talk with about math and sciences. Now she felt like she had a place and a reason to be here.

"Ireland, stand still." Randi growled trying to take her measurements.

"Sorry." She said. Randi was trying to make Ireland a gown for the daytime Emmy awards. It was soon as Ireland was nominated. She had to look beautiful.

"Can you make me a dress, Mother?" Lyric asked her leaning against the door frame. Randi shook her head.

"You don't need a dress." She said. Lyric frowned walking into the living room. She looked at Daisy who was playing the piano.
"Where's Dad?" She asked.
"Skating. With Lori." Daisy mumbled. Lyric sighed deeply. God, with a family of eight you'd think it'd be easy to find someone to hang out with. Lyric left the living room and stepped onto the back porch. The twins were reading quietly. A smile crept upon Lyric face.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Read." Jett said pointing to the book, "Look." Lyric walked over to them.
"That's my textbook from school." She said sitting in front of them.

"I like." Gage smiled brightly.

"You can read it." She said.

"Wickie." Jett pushed the book towards her, "Whatsa this?"
"It's just geometry." She said, "You can do that right?" Jett shrugged his tiny shoulders. "I'm sure you can. Just read the book and then you'll be bale to do it."

"Done." Gage giggled closing the book.
"You're done?" Lyric asked. Gage nodded. It amazed her watching the twins. She knew what it felt to be smart, but it was different being on the other side. She couldn't remember how she learned to read or do math. She just could do it. She suspected the twins were the same way. "You can go into my room and read any of my books any time okay? Daddy has a lot of good text books in his office but you need to ask him."

"Okay." Jett said.

"Lyr." Brian stepped onto the porch. Lyric grinned brightly.
"What are you doing here?" She asked getting up.
"I just…I needed to see my best friend." He said. The smile fell from Lyric's face.
"Why? I mean it's great that you're here, but you don't look happy." She said. Brian sat on the steps, kicking the snow with his feet.
"I'm not happy." He said. Lyric pulled her sweater tighter around her as she sat next to him.
"Why?" She asked.

"We broke up." Brian said. A little joy went through Lyric's heart, "She said we were on different levels and she didn't want me anymore."

"She didn't want you anymore? That's ridiculous." Lyric chuckled bitterly.

"I know, but…it's what she said." Brian looked at Lyric, "Why am I friends with you?" Lyric gulped.

"Because I have a good ear, good heart, and good soul." She said. Brian chuckled.
"I can relate to you more than I can relate to twenty year olds." She said.
"We both have old souls." Lyric said touching his hand, "If you need anything, Bri. I'm here."

"I know." He smiled, leaning over, and kissed her forehead. Lyric smiled with happiness feeling his lips. God, she had thought this stupid crush had gone away. Looks like it hadn't, she thought.

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