Hannah Campbell — The Envelope After Thirteen Years
I nodded, proud of him for remembering that his achievement was still his own.
Brian looked as if he might protest, but the boys had already learned a lesson he apparently hadn’t: you can leave a conversation without having the last word.
Julian cleared his throat.
“Congratulations, by the way.
Both of you.
I saw the scores.
The physics solution was incredible.”
Nathan’s expression softened a little.