That wasn't coral she was sitting in. It was moving--waving in the gentle current--like tentacles. Like a sea anemone, he thought. But that couldn't b...e right. Sea anemones were tiny blobs of tentacles kids poked at in rock pools. This was the size of a man and with orange-pink tentacles a few feet long.The girl's eyes opened.Rob's mouth opened in shock and bubbles of precious oxygen escaped his lungs.Her eyes were black like marbles made out of coal. Shark-eye black. Blacker. She looked up and. ’ The amount was indeed substantial but how much of it she could expect was very much up to her at this moment. ‘I’ll stay then. You may proceed.’ ‘Thank you so much.’ Sarcasm isn’t his usual style but something about her rubbed him up the wrong way. ‘When Mr Walton died he left a fortune of close to fifty million dollars to be distributed as I see fit but following his general guidelines, in other words the disbursement will not be in equal amounts.’ ‘Okay, hold it now, what you’re telling us. After my mom and Claire went upstairs, we stayed in the living room drinking beer and remembering our adventures during our younger years. We were wild kids. We used to hang out in a group; all five of us were cousins. Our ages differ only by months. I remember one time during a family gathering at my grandpa’s house; puberty had passed us all, and we would have competitions among us. We all went to the creek far away from my grandpa’s house and far away from our other cousins (girls and. The replacement father was LewisMiller an unmarried family friend. Glen checked a book bag by the doorand realized it was his. In the front was his schedule. It mirrored hisdaughters. He knew his wife must have orchestrated it to get herdaughters in the same classes, because Lewis was too laid back to try. Glen laughed as he realized that Lewis was probably just as whipped byhis wife as he knew he was. Glen lifted the backpack and stared out the window at the pink,convertible VW bug in the.