Riding as a passenger on a bike made Liz feel like she was twelve years-old again. It was a nice, nostalgic feeling, though she wondered if Peter had similar memories growing up in a big city.

When they got to their destination, it was a 40 foot cliff overlooking the ocean. The beach they had played on was close by, but at the edge of the cliff it was just straight down into deep blue. The ocean seemed calm today and the sky was clear.

Liz climbed off the bike and with the use of her cane, hobbled over toward the edge, looking out at the vast horizon.