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Are you challenging me to a duel? Daniel turned incredulously to Marcus. I think he’s challenging me to a duel.

He sits up again. Imagine, though, if you could just change the right inputs you could fix things before they went wrong. He says this last part quietly, but with the frustration of someone who’s been trying to solve the same unsolvable problem for a long time now. Our eyes meet and he looks embarrassed, like he’s revealed more than he meant to.He lies back down and throws a forearm across his eyes. The problem is chaos theory. There are too many inputs to the formula and even the small ones matter more than you think. And you can never measure them precisely enough. But! If you could, you could write a formula to predict the weather, the future, people.

But chaos theory says you can’t?You needed a whole branch of mathematics to tell you that people are unpredictable?Had that figured out, did you?

Books, Olly! I learned it from books.He laughs, rolls onto his side, and laughs some more. He’s infectious and I’m laughing, too, my whole body responding to him. I watch for the dimple that I’m no longer supposed to be paying attention to. I want to put my finger into it and keep him smiling forever.

Maybe we can’t predict everything, but we can predict some things. For example, I am certainly going to fall in love with Olly.

It’s almost certainly going to be a disaster.Oh, no. Not yet. I’m not ready. I’m light-headed, I say. And my stomach—

Do we need to go to a hospital?My stomach growls loud and long in reply.

I look up at him. I think I’m—Hungry, we say simultaneously.