Chapter 3: A Mind AwakenedGeorge Jr. didn't cry often. By two months, he was observing everything—crib angles, light cycles, conversations. He couldn't speak, but his mind ran at full throttle. He memorized his parents' habits, the layout of the house, the location of newspapers. By age one, he was solving puzzles before Sheldon could crawl.
Mary was convinced he was a miracle.
At night, he stayed awake, recalling the events of his past life. He remembered every stock ticker. Every oil price crash. The fall of Blockbuster. The rise of Amazon. He remembered Toy Story's exact release date—and the original screenplay.
At age three, he dictated it word for word to a confused high school writing tutor his parents had hired to "help him explore his creative side."
The tutor thought he was a savant.
Pixar thought it was the best unsolicited pitch they'd ever seen.
By four, George had already closed his first licensing deal through a lawyer he'd hired secretly through a "family friend."
Money began flowing into a private trust under the name "G.J. Carson." The world didn't know it, but a baby genius had just made millions.