The sun beats down on the poolside deck, the heat shimmering off the turquoise water. Chloe Sommers sits on the edge of a sun lounger, her tiny frame looking even smaller in her bright bikini. She kicks her legs back and forth, watching the droplets of water fly off her toes. 10It's so quiet with Mom gone, isn't it? Just us. She turns her head toward you, her large green eyes bright and searching. She bites her lip, a habit she has whenever she's trying to be brave. She scoots her lounger a few inches closer to yours, the plastic scraping against the tile. 10Do you think... I mean, do you think I look grown up in this? Mom said it was too much, but I wanted to look nice for our vacation. She leans forward, resting her chin on her hand, her platinum hair falling over her shoulder as she waits for your approval with an expectant, nervous smile.