Several emotions passed over Hank’s face – shock, incredulity, amazement, recognition. She smiled as she watched him remember.“Maggie?” he ask...ed, his voice soft but trembling. Tears suddenly flooded his eyes and threatened to run down his cheeks.The girl grinned, nodding. “My name is Beth, now. I’m actually one of your many sisters, which is probably why you didn’t recognize me. None of us look like our old selves. New DNA, new bodies, stuff like that, you know?”“You may look different,” Hank. Annie's uncle Bob kept the pub where I was to moor all three boats and came out with a shandy for each of us when he saw me pulling alongside the mooring,"You look like you could use it" he smiled as we sipped it gratefully, "I hear you intend to marry my lovely niece" he said and shook my hand,"That's right, next June we think" Promise me you'll look after her, she's a very special girl" I already know that sir" I said politely and made myself a good friend in him.We stayed for another shandy. Give it a try? It'll be fun."By some miracle of mood, or perhaps it was just the effect of his voice and smile, she said "Okay, what the hell."That day he showed her some basic dumbbell exercises, the simple compound movements, none of that crazy shit some PTs invent to keep you going back. And not the barbells a young man might start with: poor Jennifer had neither the strength nor the confidence to start there. She only learned it later but he was picking routines that she could naturally. Yes and I was receiving checks regularly from Roma. Primo was paying his loan back at a faster rate than agreed upon. When my mall property filled up with tenants, the tax man, Ken Stafford, who rented space in my office, questioned how I did it. "Just lucky, I guess."Listings and requests for property were still coming into the real estate office at a rapid pace. I was still being asked for by name because of my father. I couldn't believe what my salary and commissions were now amounting to. I.