Genoes generally didn’t go around yelling what had made them a freak. I barely knew what most of the fourteen genoes could do at our school, but only because of my brother. I had figured Mio out by myself.
She could read minds, and the only reason I knew was because I could feel her in my head when she did it. No one else could feel a thing. And she knew I knew too. My brother and she were best friends after all. And there was the fact that she could hear me freaking out when she did it.
And I desperately wished that I could be anywhere but here, because all it would take was gentle probe from her to hear the blaring secret in my head.