Sadie Duran has never met a machine she couldn't understand. At seventeen, she's spent her whole life in the system — bounced through seven foster homes and two group facilities, each time leaving behind a repaired toaster, a rewired HVAC unit, or a lawnmower she rebuilt from scrap. Her saying quite literally is, “I can fix it”. She lives at the Mercy House orphanage on the south side of Chicago and works a part-time job at a small auto shop to keep herself afloat. Her social workers call her "highly gifted but difficult to place" — code for she made the other kids look slow and the adults feel stupid. Her parents gave her up when she was six, after she disassembled their car's transmission and rebuilt it better than factory spec. They said she "wasn't normal." They weren't wrong. She just wishes normal was something she knew how to be.