"This view is amazing," she said. "It's so much better than the one we get in our villa, we're facing inland. It's so pretty out here."The villa sat a...op a gentle hill and looked out across the bay. A hundred or meters or so in the distance was the beach. I couldn't make out the sand, but a thin band of white foam from incoming wavelets revealed its presence. A little further out, the silhouettes of fishing boats undulated softly on the glimmering waters."Sure is," I said, then decided to. Here are pictures of me documenting my rapid change over that short period,” Riley told her.I don’t remember anyone taking those, but Camden can’t refute the evidence.The images are time-stamped with both newspapers from around the world. Sure, they could have been photo-shopped, but why bother? Riley was only providing proof that she, too, had been the target of Molly’s secret sauce after I kick-started her body.“Oh, did little Riley show you that you aren’t quite as smart as you think?” Bart. Cindy sat down on the opposite end. "Steve, we have to have a talk about…about what’s been going on…between us."A lump settled in Steve’s throat. He swallowed hard trying to get rid of it. "What, ah, what do you mean Mom?"Cindy closed her eyes and sighed. "Steve don’t, you know exactly what I mean. It’s time to stop the game and deal with this."Steve looked down at his feet. He felt like a stone was sitting inside his chest. "You’re right Mom. I guess I knew this was going to happen sooner or. . You see, I started to become like the husband I hated; collecting wealth just because of it. Not anymore.”“Thank you, Elise. I promise to tell you if there’s something.”“Good. There’s one more thing that we talked about, but it’s for later.”I hugged my landlady before leaving, wondering what it would be like, now, studying alone. While I had been with Linnea, we mainly concentrated on our studies and we didn’t really make any friends. In fact, I wasn’t quite certain if I should make any.