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George snorted. “Go to bed, kid.” The next morning, Sheldon found Mary in the kitchen, staring at the phone book again.

The tremor was subtle—a slight wobble in his left hand when he tried to write equations. To anyone else, it was nothing. To Sheldon, it was chaos. young sheldon s01e18 h255

For now, that was enough.

“I believe in physics, biology, and the fact that you love me so much you’re willing to ignore evidence. That’s sweet, but it’s not science.” That night, Sheldon sat on his bed, staring at his left hand. It trembled slightly. He willed it to stop. It didn’t. George snorted

Mary beamed. Sheldon looked like he’d just been told 2+2 equals purple. To anyone else, it was nothing

“You’re scared,” Missy corrected. She sat on the edge of his bed. “Is it the hand thing?”