When they were kids, Amy walked the narrow course. She was always very popular. Her grades at school were upper bracket. She had corporate sponsorship and a place awaiting her at university before she reached her sixteenth birthday. He’d always taken it for granted that Amy would turn into just another faceless clerical or executive level wageslave, another straight suit, just like their parents. Now he finds that she’s become as whole a person as he’s ever known, every bit as whole as Shell. It’s amazing.