CHAPTER THIRTY
Entering the cafeteria at lunchtime on Monday was different from being home over the weekend and going into my own kitchen for lunch, that’s for sure. I was already looking forward to the next weekend.
Kyle sat alone at a table, working in a notebook with his math book opened in front of him.
Homework? I signed, after setting my tray down next him.
Not really. Here, try, he signed, tearing a sheet of paper out of his notebook. He gave the paper and a pen to me. Pick a number between 1 and 100.
I wrote down 8.
Multiply that by 2, he signed.
16.
Add 5 to that, he signed.
21.
Multiply that by 50.
That took a little longer. 1050.
You already have your birthday this year?
I nodded. April, I signed.
Then add 1752 to your number.
2802.
Subtract the year you were bor
