Sakura smiles happily looking at the bracelet. “Thank you, big brother.”
As they are still waiting for their food, the waitress brings two people to be seated at the table next to theirs; Lee glances over at the table as he reaches into the bag and gets more strings to make a keychain, and notices that they are two women.
As they talk in Portuguese, Lee finds himself listening.
“You don't shut up about that patient; are you sure you haven't fallen for him?” asks the woman beside Sakura.
“No, of course not,” says the woman on the seat beside Lee, and to him, the voice sounds familiar. “He is a child, but I have never seen a mind like his.”
“Sister, really? A kid and you talk so much about him?” says the other woman. “Not even Alex, whom you had a massive crush on in school, made you speak so much about him, and now you can't stop talking about some kid.”
“You don't understand,” says the woman next to Lee. “He was in a coma with extremely high fevers; we are talking forties and above. Then they are gone and he wakes up like he just took a nap.” The woman shakes her head. “When he had his brain mapped, he broke the machinery.”
Lee starts to pay attention to the table, as this conversation is sounding familiar.
The woman beside Sakura shakes her head. “Yes I know; I've heard that story so many times.”
“I know, sorry, but the kid...” The woman beside Lee shakes her head with a sigh. “I just feel sorry that he left the hospital; his brain, if well stimulated, could have potential for a lot.”
As Lee is distracted with the chat on the table beside theirs, he doesn't realise that he ran out of string; only when he can't grab it does he look at the now finished six-string end keychain. He then attaches the keychain ring.
Turning sideways, he extends the keychain to the woman beside him.
The woman looks down then at the face of Lee; noticing who is standing there, she gets off the chair startled, knocking the chair down.
“Hello, Nurse Fionna,” Lee says in Portuguese with a fake accent, so as not to get too many questions asked. “It sounded like you missed me, so you can keep this one.” Lee extends the keychain closer to Nurse Fionna.
Shaking her head to recompose herself, Nurse Fionna lifts the chair from the floor. “Lee, what a surprise to see you here.” She accepts the keychain then her head snaps up to look at Lee. “Wait, how do you know Portuguese?”
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Lee shrugs. “I don't know; I guess it's what happens when you have a brain with potential when stimulated the right way.” Lee gives her a cheeky smile. “That and a computer software that teaches languages.”
“So this is the famous Lee?” The woman at the table with Nurse Fionna asks.
The nurse nods, mouth agape. “Yes, and to prove my point, he only spoke Japanese three weeks ago.” She says pointing at Lee. “Now, don't I have reason to talk about him?”
The woman nods. “Seeing is believing.” She then extends a hand to Lee. “Hello, young man, my name is Dameetria; I'm Fionna's sister.”
Lee nods with a smile and then shakes Dameetria’s hand. “Nice to meet you; my name is Lee Watson, and this is my family: Dad Kenji, Mum Sue and little sister Sakura... Watson, obviously.”
Dameetria’s eyes narrow a bit as she looks at Lee’s parents, then with recognition she smiles brightly. “It’s a pleasure meeting you all,” she says greeting the Watsons, who just look from the woman to Lee.
Lee chuckles. “They don't speak or understand Portuguese.” Then facing his parents, Lee says in Japanese, “This lady is Dameetria; she is the sister to Nurse Fionna from the hospital.”
Shortly after, the Watsons' food arrives. As they are eating, Lee notices that Fionna and her sister are talking and examining the keychain. But for some reason they lower their voices; as Lee concentrates, he is capable of listening to some of the conversation.
“No, that is impossible,” says Nurse Fionna.
Dameetria shows her the phone. “Look at it; if you think I did something on my phone, look it up on yours. This keychain is worth thousands.” She says lifting the keychain. “Probably even more; this one has six ends. The one with four sold for ten thousand; this is a lost art. Many have tried to replicate it but fail, and the kid just gave you one?”
Fionna shakes her head. “There has to be a reason; either they don't know the true value, or it's not an antique like you think. Look at it; the strings are strong, the metal is new.”
“It could be a restored one,” Dameetria says shaking her head. “As for the strings to be strong, they could have been coated with something to preserve their elasticity.”
“Lee?” Fionna calls; when Lee looks at her, she continues speaking in Japanese. “Do you know that this is a very old, expensive keychain?”
Lee shakes his head. “No, it's not; I just made it,” he says, in Japanese too, leaving Fionna and Dameetria open-mouthed. Lee smiles and points at Sakura’s wrist. “I also did my sister's bracelet.” As he finishes, he places both knife and fork together on the right side of the plate.
Dameetria takes a gulp of her drink to calm her nerves. “Sorry, did you say you just made it?” Lee nods in response. “Can you show me how you did it?”
“Yes, without a problem.” Lee then reaches into his bag and removes three more strings, and as he starts to weave them, he says, “It is very easy; the hard bit is getting it started.”
As he is making the keychain, a waiter goes by the table and takes Lee’s plate without saying or asking anything. Soon both sisters start to realise that the keychain Lee is making is exactly like the one in Fionna’s hands, the difference is that when Fionna's keychain turns to the left, this one turns to the right.
Once finished, Lee attaches the keychain ring and gifts it to Dameetria. “Now you have a matching pair,” he says with a smile.
“That was incredible; he made it in two minutes,” says Dameetria. “Mum is going to hate family reunions; now I understand why you speak about him so much.”
“See, I told you,” says Fionna with a smile. “Have you ever seen a child like Lee at work?”
Dameetria shakes her head. “No, never in my ten years of studying child psychology have I ever seen one like Lee.”
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