"I'll be going out for a snack." Was what he said before stepping out that cold January evening.

I smiled, gave approval,then went back to sewing. The machine hummed easily, piecing together the garment I was making. Trisha's birthday was on the 3rd of February, roughly three weeks from now. She was my best student in class and Brian's rival in academic excellence.
It was a known fact in the school that my son Brian and Trisha were the top geniuses, earning the school a spot on the list of top beats schools in...