Initially, it was a dizzying display of colour and movement, both something and nothing. Then the picture cleared as her journey began, except this wasn’t her, not her body or thoughts, she was merely a passenger, though feeling every part. She would have wondered at the amazing properties of the little pill, to produce all this, if she was able to have her own thoughts. Her thoughts were secondary while she was in another’s mind.
Stephanie McKenzie came from a wealthy family, knowing only privilege and comfort. Like her father, she was born into wealth but she had no interest in property investment or playing the markets like him. Her mother had worked hard to become the general manager of the McKenzie property portfolio, though rather than take her lead, Stephanie saw this as the job be
