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anybody. She
was an ‘A’ student but Tom was in a different league
entirely. His father’s genius genes had definitely rubbed off on him although,
thankfully, with a good helping of his mother’s common sense.
    Tom was much taller than his ‘big’ sister despite being a year
younger. Lela had inherited her mother’s petite frame, while Tom seemed
destined to at least equal his father’s almost six foot .
For the last thirteen years, they had been inseparable. When Lela had started
school a year before Tom, all hell had broken loose. Lela had screamed all day
at school, while Tom had done the same at home. There were two options, either
Tom started school early or Lela started school a year later. A family meeting
resolved the situation, holding Lela back was unfair, the only option therefore was for young Tom to start school early. The dynamic duo were back together and peace renewed.
    It had not taken long for Tom to fall under his ‘big’ sister’s
protection. Being the youngest and the smallest in his class, Tom was easy prey
for the class bully. However, Lela, even aged five, was a force to be reckoned
with. Following Lela’s retribution for picking on her ‘little brother’, the
bully had been rushed to hospital. The message was well and truly made, nobody
messed with Lela’s brother, nobody.
    Ever since, the two had never been apart, what one did the other
followed, usually closely watched by the ever present Saki.
    Lela watched Tom flick from one of his three monitors to another,
scanning through page after page of information on the internet .
Lela only wished Tom’s physical dexterity matched his mental ability. He had
pestered her for years to give him some basic training which ,
although strictly forbidden for non Penarajans , she
had agreed to. Lela fundamentally disagreed with the ancient rule of forbidding non islanders from mastering their art. As far as she
was concerned, if she was a fully fledged Kennedy
(which she was), by default, Tom was a fully fledged islander. He spent as much
time as she did with her family, aunts and cousins and the two families really
had become one, despite their very different genes. People even joked that if
it was not for Lela’s Asian looks, the two would look
the same. They both had olive skin, brown eyes and dark hair and were obviously
destined to profit from their parents’ good looks.
    His training, however, was an unmitigated disaster. Lessons were
a nightmare, It wasn’t that Tom couldn’t do the moves,
it was just that he couldn’t do them quickly. By the time he had blocked a
punch, it could have hit him five times. Lela had therefore focussed on
defensive measures, if nothing else, she thought it may give her a little extra
time to come and kick whosever arse was messing with her brother.
    Tom carried on flicking from screen to screen as he searched for
the elusive new school which he and Lela may be sent to. His email pinged. He
flicked across to his inbox, his whatjet.com website was proving a phenomenal
success. Two new enquiries were awaiting his response.
    It had all started over a year earlier when his father had
brought home a proposal for his company’s new jet. Tom had always been
fanatical about flying and knew everything there was to know about aircraft. He
took a keen interest in the proposal and spotted a number of flaws made by his
father’s procurement team. His father was baffled by most of the technical
detail and was glad to hand it over to Tom. He had thought nothing more of it
until Tom produced a detailed reasoning the following morning as to why each of
the options was flawed and why an entirely different plane was more
appropriate.
    Donald, armed with the new proposal, presented it to his
procurement team who could not disagree with the new choice of aircraft. Donald
did not have the heart to tell his Procurement Director that he had been beaten
by an eleven year old. However, from that day forward, he always pit the might