The kid was almost as cute as shy, molly thought as their eyes met and then, feeling a little less annoyed from the glimpse down Connie's blouse and the bumps against its contents, she smiled at the kid.<br/>"UCLA huh?" she said and nodded.<br/>"What major? I've got a degree in art myself."<br/>Maybe it was because she sensed Riley was different in a way that felt familiar to her, maybe it was simply the shyness, but Molly usually didn't engage that comfortably with strangers, especially not strangers in a crowded van crawling through the worst weather she had seen since she and her brother got caught in a snow storm in the North of Sweden a few years back.